– 2018/187 – crochet … something…

One of my favourite craft magazines is Koel…  the photography is incredible, the styling impeccable… it makes me feel calm and peaceful… and makes me wants to be surrounded by handmade objects and live slow. Which is something totally ironic if you just knew the pace of this family.  It ain’t gonna happen.  BUT, one […]

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– 178 – another crochet cushion

… the problem with technology is that if you lose something you normally rely on…you’re totally stuck.  I’ve been wanting to ‘talk’ to you guys for a week, but I just couldn’t find the ‘doodah’ to download the photos onto the computer (dongle? sounds rude) so in the end, No 1 man child remembered not […]

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– 177 – crochet cushion

… a few years ago I was given a a whole bunch of crochet squares by a friend who found them abandoned in a house she was renting.  I am not sure when they were made… probably in the 70s/early 80s judging from the yarn and at some point they also got washed in too […]

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– 119 – more crochet…

Ok, indulge me a little bit more then I’ll change the subject.  Pinky swear. (don’t ask) If you’re a reader of this blog you might remember than a few weeks ago, when in San Francisco Mr M and I dragged our children to the De Young Museum to see the Summer of Love exhibition.  (Very […]

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– 118 – crochet everywhere

I have a confession to make. I didn’t take any projects with me on holiday.  No crochet, no knitting, no hand sewing.  Nothing. For the first time in years I was empty handed. And you know what? I’m glad I did… my hands needed a rest.  My brain needed my hands to rest, and it […]

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– 88 – twine tote

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 […]

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– 13 – mended basket

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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