Make A Moo Or Two: Jigsaw Pieces

IF ONLY I COULD FIND THE MISSING PIECES
MAYBE I WOULD WORK OUT WHERE MY LIFE IS GOING

This week's Make A Moo Or Two challenge is to incorporate one or more jigsaw pieces into a Moo. Mine are from an incomplete vintage wooden puzzle, produced (probably in the 1950s) by the Great Western Railway Company, hence the title, originally meant as a light-hearted joke. It wasn't my intention to create something so sombre, but the Moo does reflect my feelings over last Christmas, just before I began this blog, so I'm happy to present it as a piece of miniature Art journaling and it's good to reflect how far I've come. The photograph was taken in about 1965 and the sullen expression on my face belies memories of a very jolly day trip to Rhyl or Weston-Super-Mare. These are places in Wales and Somerset where Black Country folk used to take their children for a day out. This was in the Olden Times when young people could still be kept reasonably amused by simple things, such as prodding their spades into dead jelly fish found on the beach. Had our mum and dad only ever taken us to Weston, we would have been expert Jellyfish vivisectionists but totally oblivious to the fact that going to the seaside actually involved seeing the sea, as the tide was always out by the time our Gliderways coach arrived there and invariably, didn't come back in until just after we had left.