This week, one of the "done a bit before" women didn't come to the needle felting class, so I suspect she's decided it's too noddy and jacked it in. The instructor remembered that there was a form we were all supposed to complete last week. Just as we were packing up, she remembered another one and promised we'd do it next week. It's only a three ( Read more... )

In Ghent, we saw what can only be described as a self-propelled bar, full of what looked like a stag party and powered by lots of cannibalised bicycles. Sadly, we were too busy boggling to take photos.

Actually, I didn't take many photos at all (Mike took more). Here are a few:

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