It has two folds, so I guess you could call it a triptych, the front page is the last one above and the middle one is the back - confusing? Anyway, the front one has a pocket on it and a little card inside which is this one
This is held in with a red peg which has a snowman on it and the number four because that is her age. The inside is like this
Not like me to do decoupage and certainly not with bought images but I had these on sheets from last year and thought I would use them for my little sweetheart.
I really had no idea what to do for her this year and this kind of evolved as I went along. Still got to make her mummy a card and after the wonderful cards they sent me I am really stuck as to what to do. Could take a day or two in the making.
Sorry but I am uploading some more pictures from Munich, seems to be taking me an age to get through them. Mind you I did take 200 or so but won't have you wade through them all.
Spencer was rather annoyed with me when I said he was to audition for Moby Dick. Not at all a comfortable little bear for this photo shoot.
Just had to have one of those marshmallow things that I saw everyone eating. Gone in a tick and nothing to write home about - especially at 2.50 euros. (note: at the Christmas Market in Manchester they were 99p)
With several things in my head that I wanted to see I had gone into the tourist information building to find out how to get to the "Walking Man". The lady was more than helpful and she told us that it was just beyond the Sigestor which is a bit like the Arc d'Triomphe in Paris. Well we walked from the university for what seemed like miles and still could not see this figure. Surprising as it is "white" and stands "17 metres tall" - just as we were about to give up Chas said "what's that" and there, right across the road was the Walking Man.
From there we went to The English Garden to see another Christmas Market. Smaller than most but in a beautiful setting, and remember, it was like a Spring day.
These little figures were exquisite - but expensive
Very unusual too
Then there was this hut - like a chalet. My German is not good at all (minutely minimalist) but I think the sign was saying that at certain times of the day a lady would come along and read stories to the little ones who wanted to listen. This park was frequented by lots of young mums and toddlers, babies and small children so I guess it was aimed at them. I peered in the window and this is what I saw
a chair for the story-teller and tiny sleighs all covered in a furry fabric for the children to sit on. My feet were aching by this time and had my backside been able to fit in one of those sleighs I would have been in in a tick.
This was to be our last Market - Schwabing - a small but very artisan type market. Wonder how much these sculptures cost - fortunately would not fit in my rucksack so did not need to enquire.
I say "was to be our last" because when we got to the airport there was another one there. Now you know how we all go on about airport prices? Well, this one seemed cheaper than the others.
But the knitwear was still expensive. Hey girls, how are you fixed for a stall in Munich next year?
And they had an ice rink
and a fab live band which again I videoed rather than taking stills
That's it folks - but look at the displays in the Airport
If you have got through all of those photos why not pop over to Julia and see what links she has to people who don't bore you with holiday snaps but do some fab crafting instead, and if you have a blog why not join in the fun - you make lots of friends along the way.