I had a polaroid camera when I was about eight, and was always writing stories, and then poems, and knitting and sewing, so I guess those things have never gone away. Currently, while looking after a household of increasingly tall children, I’m writing articles for several local free magazines. I’m also on the committee of my local (Grosvenor and Hilbert) park friends group, and help make their newsletter. We are planning a big Family Day for the 6^th of May, so that’s taking a lot of time. I took on tweeting for Tunbridge Wells Writers group, and manage several facebook pages, too.

Tuesday, April 9th

Our dishwasher has stopped working properly… 

My Darling-Daughter and I need to go into town, but it’s still raining. Our cat goes outside, but won’t pose for a photo.

DD and I are walking into town, dodging puddles.

Bonus photo, we should have got here for 11:00 but were late….(trying too hard)

We were between having a coffee in Costa, and applying for DD passport in Post Office. Looking backwards was the better view (is that often the case?)

Lunch-time, at home.

Checking emails, and tweeting for Tunbridge Wells Writers.

I’ve gone to the drizzly park to meet ‘a man from the council’ and another committee member to assess the field before the Family Day. Local springs are literally springing up all along the far edge of the football pitch….

Drying out the maps from the park, we are also having to plan around repairs to a broken Victorian wall. (I’m resisting writing a history lesson here….)

Getting ready to go out, to knitting and writers groups. Only once in a blue moon do they fall on the same Tuesday.

Two bonus photos as I race along the High Street.  As usual I’ve met someone I know while walking and got talking, not at knitting group at 6pm as I’d hoped.

Second challenge of my day, at knitting group we are going to test patterns in a “30 minute knits” book.

Happily knitting and nattering in Javabean.

Knitted crowns, as you do.

A short trip back along the road to see what the writers are up to. Meeting in the ‘gallery’ area of The Black Pig as there is a function in the function room.

When the fifteenth alarm of the day goes off I’m thinking it must be time to go home and stop the alarms – snooze or dismiss at 22:00?

Home, but phone is full of all these notifications, I feel the need to read them all before sleeping. Midnight, pleased to no longer have an alarm going off, and thinking about what I’m doing!

Many thanks to Carolyn for contributing to this week’s Tuesday With Vous.  If you’d like to contribute, you can find all the information here, or just drop me an email at kate (at) ladykatherinesims.com.