Remember these? I lost count of how many of these I made and sold and given away as presents and made for my children when they were young. Such a clever invention. So useful to take on holiday or at a restaurant and keep the children entertained.
Remember these? I lost count of how many of these I made and sold and given away as presents and made for my children when they were young. Such a clever invention. So useful to take on holiday or at a restaurant and keep the children entertained.
Sometimes I wonder about karma. The karma that found me less then 24 hrs before our taxi collects us for the airport racing through town to find shoes for No 3 whose feet have seemingly overnight grown too long for his walking shoes. I have officially the shortest feet in the household. Weird. The karma …
I’m sitting at my kitchen table drinking ice cold water and try to get moving… I’ve just walked in from town and I got so sweaty that I swear the self tan I applied this morning has melted off my legs which will result in very dark ankles and snow white knees. Seriously. No jokes …
I think I can genuinely blame Ali for this one. She’s the one who texted me a picture of a pair of denim from Anthropologie covered in sashiko embroidery. She sowed the seed. And then that seed grew and grew and when I saw a pair of jeans in my size down to the most …
So… you might be expecting this post to be about a wonderful jumper/sweater (you pick) designed by a lovely lady and knitted by yours truly with truly wonderful yarn… but no. I’m too traumatised. This whole taking picture of yourself thing? Much harder than you think. Take it from me. I’m in the house alone so …
The challenge was to make a quilt with what was at hand. No buying fabric was allowed… harsh, I know… Luckily for me I’m a fabric hoarder so I had plenty to choose from. What did I use? An old Toast top that had taken an accidental and sadly fatal trip into the washing machine. …
I have a thing for baskets… ask Ali (she’s like the basket police… I’m sure she’s getting paid by my husband to stop me from buying anymore)… Anyway, because I like old baskets they tend to fall apart quickly on me; this one had an annoying unravelling handle and it almost went into the wooden …
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