Actually two of them, but I didn't have the camera with me when I saw the first, and clearest one. The general situation was overall altocumulus (allover highish cottonwool balls) and there was this funny funnel thing hanging down. Where it came from, the cloud had re-organised into a circular eddy. According to the book it is called a Fallstreak Hole, and can happen when something disrupts the layer of air that the clouds are sitting in. Well, we have RAF Coningsby nearby, and some of those jets they send up have a whole lot of hot gas coming out of their rear ends.
Some garment have names and this one is called the "Doiley Blouse". Many years ago, my OH was out of work, and we were in a bit of a pickle. A local lady found out that I could sew, and offered me work trimming sheets and making cushion covers. The fabric she passed over was of a quality I didn't know existed. It was such a pleasure working with it. One day she called to pick up some finished work, and the children were all around the table "making" clothes for little dolls - using sellotape and staples as fastenings, while I was at my sewing machine on the little table in the corner. That was how I worked - a better height table and I didn't have to put it away to serve a meal. She was delighted to see how they amused themselves, and said she would send around some bits left over from her shop - which I believe had been a very classy soft furnishing boutique. Some of the stuff they got to play with, but there was a lot that I snaffled double-quick and some was the broderie anglaise on this blouse. Both girls wore it, not a lot - too fussy, but it was my whim and I am still glad I made it. It has now had the crisp yellow elastic replaced in the sleeves and will soon be winging its way to the Granddaughter, for when she wants to be a princess, after a day in workaday school clothes.
