Buttons from Boston

There are very few advantages to finding myself in A&E and then in bed ill for a fortnight when I was instead supposed to be on a fortnight's holiday from work. One good thing was the opportunity to play with treasures found during my New England visit. Buttons galore.

Oxfordshire Buttons

There are worse things to pick up as souvenirs. These are from Kidlington, near Oxford, which was yesterday's trip.





They are tiny. The round buttons are a little like fancy Victorian boot buttons with pearlised centres.

Galway Souvenirs

Galway was a brisk mixture of alternating sunshine, rainbows, scudding clouds, rain - and hardly any people. I so wanted to go on the boat trip around Loch Corrib, stopping at the village of Cong and some islands, but I failed to persuade the captain that I could clone myself into the minimum twelve people required for a sailing. Instead I leant almost perpendicular into the whirling wind at the end of the pier before walking back into Oughterard and along the country lanes.




In Galway City I sheltered from the rain in a haberdasher's, and found some buttons. Now all I need to do is make the cardigans to go with the buttons.