Category Archives: A rise in blood pressure …

… triggered by passing input

Use your words, fellas, use your words!


Hand gluing day and this happened

Yes, I know it’s my fault, but really!  No sooner had their arm lengths been adjusted and their hands glued on and everyone put aside to dry, than the fighting poses started.  And there’s really no need for the others to cheer it on.

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At which point I broke it up and decided to paint the hands with matt varnish, whether the fixing glue was dry or not.

Then we have the attack of the webbed feet

theinfill - Medieval to Jacobean dolls' house blog - 1:12 half legs - drying so can be sanded

Roughly marked out half legs with very messy feet. Will sand them smoother when dry.

Can’t wait to get them dressed and packed away until I’ve built the scene they’re going to inhabit.

The passing of the last cat


Tickle and family

For those who have kindly put up with my saga of the aging cat, Tickle died today.  Here she is in one of her favourite sleeping places:  the garden riddle.

Allow me to present to you ‘Cat in a Basket’.

Looks excruciatingly uncomfortable, doesn’t it?  I kept expecting to find her coat marked in a diced pattern on one side when she woke up, whilst watching the whole paraphernalia sway slightly from side to side as she breathed (it being a slightly curved sieve) made more than a little queasy.

theinfill - Tickle in a sieve

She was 17 and one of a family 3 cats that came to us by accident.  Her mother (Mrs) died last year at 19½ and her brother (Buster) 5 years ago aged 12, from cancer.  Never having lived with pets before, this last 17  years has been a strange experience; a mix of fun and worry.  I’m deeply grateful for their company and shall miss them all.  And no, before you ask, we are not inviting any others to come and join us.

theinfill - Mrs - mother of the cats


theinfill - Buster, brother to Tickle

Buster, the eternal poser