Baking Cookies

With thanks to Su and her daughter, Asha, for the inspiration, we decided to bake some cookies today. We had no chocolate chips so we just crumbled up a bar of Belgian chocolate.
(The link to the RECIPE )

Making Candles

A long time ago someone gave us this candle making set

so we decided to make use of it. The wax comes in tiny little

balls which you can pour in the container as they are, or melt

and pour into moulds.

We decided to not deal with melting wax this time around.

A Walk On The Pier

Today we went for a walk on the world's longest pier.

It is 1.3 miles long.

At the end is the RNLI lifeboat station.

The pier is so long it has a train on it.

We got the train back.

As we were getting on the train some people turned up wearing angel wings. We think they were students, making a film...or maybe not?

There was a cool display at the pier entrance. This counted as the history lesson!

Then off to a nice cosy coffee shop to warm ourselves up.

Colouring In

Reading A Book

Today Q made a picnic and went to her bedroom and read this book out loud to herself. She has autonomously taught herself to read over the last few months. A trip to the library is needed!

10,000 Years Of Art

When we want to do some art and can't think of what to do, we look in this book. We have started at the beginning, and it is where we get our inspiration.

Today we looked at this Samarra plate which was made around 5000 BC.

It is from ancient Mesopotamia (modern Iraq).

Q had a go at copying it.

Making Lunch

Captain Atreena By Q

It is another cold day. Where is Spring?

W. Shakespeare

XXVII. Winter

WHEN icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail;
When blood is nipt, and ways be foul, 5
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

When all around the wind doth blow, 10
And coughing drowns the parson's saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian's nose looks red and raw;
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl—
Then nightly sings the staring owl 15
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.