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Yuri Gagarin, dancing shoes, flaming unicycles and a bit of technology...





Its been a busy week, loads of lovely friends staying, fab weekend with  friends walking on the beach and nice sunday dinner at the Sun Inn Alnmouth - a birthday for Dr Fred, final hand in for the Dr Martens project (phew..) and of course the Yuri Gagarin Space party!!!!

If you've never experienced a Yuri party then you need to consider finding one for April 12th next year!!! This year we helped a bar in town Ernest's to host a most spectacular event, not just good space tunes with DJ Yuri Cosmos (aka Dr Fred) but space jesters on flaming unicycles - luminous space cocktails, good fun and lots of brilliant costumes.  This party celebrates Yuri Gagarin - the first man in space April 12th 1961... there are parties all over the world on this night and this just happens to coincide with Dr Fred's birthday so we always make a bit of an event of it and its great fun.  I never seem to have time to do my fancy dress - too busy making mirror ball suits and furry jackets for the birthday boy but this year I managed some funky dancing shoes - it was an excellent night and we carried on until the wee hours in the morning once we got back to base...

this is a 9 sec video of the dancing shoes (with loud music) - hoping it works... they were very fab in the dark...



All this was on top of a busy few days finishing up the DM stuff which turned into a major project at the last minute as stuff often does but I was pleased with what I finally put together - a mixture of some lovely woven and knitted old sea ropes and some collage work on hand drawn boots.. I worked right up to the deadline so I don't have many pictures of the finished objects until next week..


And then to finish of the week some really interesting training at Cragside - now I can make a model hydraulic crane and an Archimedes Screw .... not many people get hydraulics, water power and flaming unicycles all in one week!!!

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