Mr. Lacer and Girl Lacer have gone to Legoland today, Boy Lacer wasn’t too impressed with having to settle for a day at home with me even with a promise of a picnic somewhere, “No, don’t want picnic!”. Soon as Mr. Lacer and Girl Lacer are out of the door, Boy Lacer has shoes in hand “Picnic now?”. It was too early for a picnic, so Boy Lacer watched some TV, whilst I knocked up this bag.
Boy Lacer asked me “What you making?” and I told him a bag and he replies “Picnic bag?” and it was sort of. Actually it’s a shopper, something to fold up in one of my other bags and to use at the supermarket checkout, but it comes in very handy for picnics to.
The fabric is a newspaper print, I always have a fascination with bags with lots of writing on, gives me something to have a sneaky look at in a queue if it’s on my queue neighbour’s shoulder. So when I saw the fabric, quite a while ago now, in an Etsy shop from Japan, I jumped at it.
So, me, Boy Lacer, the new bag and the garden quilt I made the other day made our way down to the river for a picnic. We feasted on cocktail sausages and a bread roll (for Boy Lacer) and chicken noodle salad (for me), drank Innocent smoothie (Boy Lacer) and rhubarb and strawberry presse (for me – it was rather nice) and then fought over the fresh mango, pineapple and melon, Boy Lacer let me have the mouth watering pineapple. Whilst we watched what must have been a canoe race stream past us on the river.
Mr. Lacer has just brought a new Battlestar Galactica box set (the penultimate series – we’re a bit behind). We don’t have Sky, we find it far more economical just to buy the box sets of the TV shows we want to watch (normally shows that started out on terrestrial telly and then Murdoch brought them, grrrrhhhh). As well as Battlestar Galactica, we follow 24 like this as well, used to follow Lost, but that just got too weird and now thanks to Murdoch’s latest aquisition, we’ll have to buy House in to.