It was a new bedlinen buying, raspberry and rhubarb tart scoffing, beery bread baking (or, planning, we haven't actually made it yet), tissue paper choosing (we're making giant pompoms), cricket scoring...
...and exam success celebrating kind of weekend. And that means it was also an out-with-my-friends, buying a sixth form uniform - Mum, we can hem that skirt up, can't we? - kind of Saturday.
But yesterday I got a chance to sit back and reflect as I flipped through (no, wait, flipped sounds too - flip, savoured every one of my Pile Of Postcards. This swap started out on a quick whim. I hoped I would be able to gather up a little group of keen postcarders and have a bit of fun. But it turned out quite nicely big in the end, didn't it? Thank you! Any swap is only as successful as the swappers are keen: it can be organised and organised, but it depends on the participants. And everyone has been brilliant! Spotting all the cards popping up on blogs - worldwide! - throughout July and August has been a high point of what turned into a bit of a strange summer here. Praise the postcards. Everyone wrote fast, it seems, chose well, posted promptly. Again, thank you.
Over the course of the summer I've been sending cards to everyone on the list and I've been blown away by the number I've received in return. You didn't have to do that! (But I'm very glad that you did). Thanks to Barbara, Ruth, Helena, Sheena, Miriam, Lea, Jane, Carole, Julia, Nicola, Susanne, Deb, Julie, Sandra, Rinda, Cheri, Fiona, Laura, Becky, Karen, Deb Turtle, Alexa and Abi. I have cards from Nashville to Nottingham, from Paris to Pennsylvania, seaside cards, tall house shaped cards, vintage cards, crafted cards, a card from the Commonwealth Games Village and one which says Do Small Things With Great Love. It started out as a small thing, but the love and care you have all put into it will last longer than the summer. (How are we going to preserve the postcards? albums? Bind it all? Let's think..)
The Accountant here looked over my shoulder yesterday as I read and he said: you know, if everyone who joined in opens their address book at Christmas and spots even one new address and sends even one extra Christmas card, that would be a good thought, wouldn't it?
I think he's right. The Pile Of Postcards. I think it'll be back. Thank you.