Tuesday, 31 July 2012

Thanks Tangled Happy

I love blog hopping and one of the sites I like to hop to is Tangled Happy with Sara.She is so generous with her time,energy and commitment.

Tangled Happy is committed to showcasing creativity,initiatives,projects and ideas, I have been lucky enough to have some of my hooky pursuits featured in her lovely blog. A real thrill.
It is also one of the blogs I  follow regularly and I am never disappointed by Sara's choices.
I love Granny Squares, I know some of my friends think me lazy because I tend to shun fancy borders. I have blogged often about my inability to work more than about 15 of the amazing 200 squares in Jan Eaton's wonderful book. But actually I am at my happiest just working with my hook and the repetition of the treble stitch.

But all this is possible, and yet create a new look. A slightly quirky look. Well. that is right up my street.The mitred square grabbed my attention and working with my favourite blue combo I started to work on a new blanket for my Godson and his wife. A new baby boy is coming to their lovely little family in September.

The ways you could arrange the squares is endless but I wanted them to look as if they were tumbling down the blanket.

Sometimes when you finish a project you really love it and I truly do!

 Finished off with my favourite Picot edging. This time I wanted the little loopy bits close together so it was single crochet for four spaces, Five chains and single crochet in the same chain. Continue in this way all around the border.

Perhaps You would like to make a Lappy with the mitred square in your favourite colours. If you do I would love to see a picture.

Sunday, 29 July 2012

Meandering over the Tamar -- Going abroad to Cornwall?

My dear Mum never went in an aeroplane. She never went in a ferry, in fact she really only ever went over one bridge and that was the Tamar. The bridge which crosses the River Tamar and has the Devon and Cornwall border in the middle.

She loved Cornwall and I have the happiest memories of spending so much time with her there.Hours sitting on the beach,often in the rain. Hours visiting little coastal towns. And of course she loved an ice cream. Cornish vanilla! Lunch often consisted of a "praper" Cornish pastie with steak,potato and swede. None of the modern shenanigans with blue cheese and leek. I am with her there!
So last week we had a very early appointment in Torpoint. The chance to go over the Tamar was too good to resist. As soon as we had finished we meandered on to Looe.
We were there by 8.30 a.m and what a welcome. The sun was shining,the sky blue and the visitors still having their breakfast! Ideal.The perfect view from the Sunshine Bus 

 Well of course we had lots of time to meander and it really was the perfect way to spend the morning

I love floral displays in the U.K. and the red,white and blue theme is still going strong! What a lot of celebrating has been going on this summer.

Over the bridge to wander round the town. Accompanied by the locals scurrying back home before the bucket and spade brigade come out in force. The first sunshine of the summer holidays.

 Even this young seagull was making the most of the early morning sunshine!

All ready for a days fishing. mackerel the favourite catch. I love to see the generations following timeless traditions at the seaside.

The jetty has wooden batons keeping the Cornish stone in place as it shelves into the harbour.

Of course it wouldn't be a Cornish town if it did not have little winding streets, whitewashed cottages and planting adorning the doorways!

 We only popped into the "Rusty Bucket" for a well deserved coffee and, whilst we weren't looking Looe came to life. The boats were bobbing ready for the day.

 Ready for a trip to sea!

 Even this little dog was ready for his swim!

Oh! We really did love being by the seaside and Looe was as lovely as ever. Do go if ever you travel over the Tamar Bridge!

Saturday, 28 July 2012

I need a blind man and a galloping horse!

I really loved my Father-In-Law. Sadly he is no longer here with us. He had a saying for absolutely everything and when something went wrong he used to say "Oh,Don't worry. A Blind Man on a galloping horse will not see that!" He loved making things and wasn't afraid to bodge a job if the end result was useful, practical and did the job!! We are still using a barbecue with an odd leg which he proudly crafted for us.

Well today I have had a frustrating day, a maddening day in fact just one of those days!

I have some curtains that had to be altered. Not just shortened but one of the three panels had to be cut in half and each of the halves then had to be sewn onto each of the other panels to make extra wide curtains to fit the extra wide window in young William's room! Now, he is coming for his first holiday so they have to be ready so that he does not wake up at silly O'Clock!
Added to that the project was further complicated by the said curtains having ring tops.

What was I thinking of when buying them in the first place|!

Now, I might have some talents but accurate measuring and cutting in a straight line is not one of them!So, I enlisted the "Sporty Ones" help and we measured,checked ,marked and then checked all over again.With confidence I cut one panel in half. I cut off the spare material from the length-- Oh! the projects that sprang to mind that would be perfect for using up these pieces. Cushions,pillows, tote bags. Endless and exciting.

The first curtain worked perfectly and just as I was thinking that being less slapdash about all that measuring and not being assured I was cutting on a straight line were obviously my problems.  I started on the second. Well, then the trouble began. How can one half of the same panel when attached to an equal size other panel end up with one side at least one inch longer than the other where the seam joins? It really is not possible! I contemplated throwing the whole lot in the bin after double checking I had followed the same process as I had with the first.

Even the Sporty One said why don't you just make a lot more cushions and tote bags!

But, no, I will not give up even though the machine needle broke twice! I hummed and haahed, I cussed a bit/lot and then I fiddled about laying one curtain on top of the other and measuring them that way.

Then I laid them over the banister rail to meet again in the morning. I gratefully packed away my sewing machine and thought about that blind man and his galloping horse.

Then I did what I always do when my nerves are jangling. I picked up my trusty crochet hook and finished the latest Lappycuddlyghan I am making for Mrs Twins.That was just what I needed.Crochet and I are best friends, no measuring as such and no cutting straight lines or fighting with the sewing machine.
One of those " Tah Dah" moments! Yeah! I can do things.Just like a crafty Goddess.
The finishing touch, the photo to finish!

And, as I stood back to gaze at my latest Lappy fondly something caught my eye. What's the matter with that purple square ---- It does not look like all the others! Drat, the flower is worked upside down and I have only just noticed and the border is finished.

Oh, well bodger to the rescue. A new flower added to the top

Where is that galloping horse now. I need it?

Thursday, 26 July 2012

Meandering on Dartmoor.

Until the last couple of days the weather has been really dull,even miserable!
Just waiting for anticyclones in the South West to pass is really like eating  pasties and cream teas-- just something you do!
Now, that is fine when you have lots of ordinary things to do, stroking wool,a little hooking,reading and of course the housework!!!!
But if visitors arrive of course you want everything to look it's sparkly best!
But this summer has been a challenge so last week when we had visitors we went meandering -- as you do!

Up onto Dartmoor 

To a Devon Longhouse.

The prettiest pub that sells Real Ale and real Pasties!

The garden is just so pretty. It has all the things that conglomerates don't have.
Even a bus stop in the gardens!

I love quirky!
Meandering was so lovely in the garden.

And you can have all this on your very own doorstep for a little while!
A holiday cottage is available to rent.

Dartmoor is a beautiful National Park where walking,riding,fishing,rock climbing and just about anything else that you fancy doing is available.
The views are stunning even on a meandering day.

I think I have mentioned before that my Great Grandmother used to play the organ at the little church perched right on the top of Brentor.
I must climb it one day and see if there are any records of her within its granite walls.

And of course it is such a treat to see the ponies.
When I was a little girl I used to beg my Dad to put one in the boot and take it home.
He was a local vet and during the last years of his life he lived on Dartmoor and became the consultant for the Dartmoor ponies on the moor.

I think he loved that job best.
Dartmoor is a place of legend,fable and folklore inspiring writers,poets and artists alike.
If you would like to read about some of them have a look here
If ever you are in Devon do a little meandering like me you will love it!