A couple of weeks ago I spent a few days with my lovely friend. My friend of over forty years. We met at Teachers Training College in 1973. And in 1976 she was my bridesmaid.
She retired last year and has now finished two terms of quilting lessons. How sensible to go to lessons and learn all the basics. How sensible to know which tools to use. Brilliant planning and execution. The complete opposite to me..... Me, oh that looks wonderful. I am going to make it now!
But in for a penny in for a pound. Here was one of my monsters made straight after my dear daughter in law showed me a picture of the Monster Quilt. Perhaps Ed,Ned,Ted or Fred.
My dear friend was so patient as she looked at my rectangles drawn around a cereal box. My rectangles cut out with scissors and a complete mismatch of materials. The one thing she realised knowing me as she does is that I might not know how to do something properly but I would have been upset if it had not turned out well.She showed me how to cut with a rotary cutter guided by a quilters ruler so that the seams joined up accurately.
She showed me how to roll the monsters so the quilt would go under the sewing machine needle!
I sewed and sewed. Joining,placing and seeing my monster quilt coming to life.
So clever to roll and work.
The best tip.... Use invisible thread when you are sewing in the ditch.
Wobbles do not show!
We worked for three whole days. Side by side. Metaphorically hand in hand. It was truly wonderful. Yes, the achievement was wonderful but even more, the companionship. The chance to share time and our excitement grew as the monsters began to join together. I was chuffed to bits.
We were too busy crawling all over the floor smoothing the shapes and pinning the sandwich of top,wadding and backing together to take photos.
I learnt about cutting the border and sewing it on.
And all the time pressing,ironing and checking was going on.
It felt as lovely as when someone washes up the dishes as you go when you are making a big family roast.
I had no idea it was going to be so enormous. I should have started with a table mat but it would not have been half the fun or enough to talk about!
And what a great friend. She is behind the quilt acting as a quilt holder to get the last picture.
And then it was time to come home. I was so happy to put the quilt on William's bed. It has been in place for ten days or more and I left the door open so we could see it,stroke it and just smile.
But,it wasn't finished. So,last night whilst the football was on I did the final job. Stitch,stitch stitchery stitch.
I had been tempted to whizz around with the machine and the invisible thread. But a little voice kept telling me not to. It was telling me that if something is worth doing its worth doing well. My friend of course but also every true crafts person I have ever met.
The long journey around the border took a while. A long while, but I enjoyed the rhythm of little stitches.
So nearly finished but there is one last thing I want to add for William. One of the monsters has a little pouch.
So, I am going to make a baby monster to pop in. And then when he is tucked up under his quilt he can pop his hand into the pocket and cuddle the baby monster as he drifts off to sleep.
So there is going to be one more instalment of my monster journey. I have to make that little monster. Oh, and sew on one button above one of the monsters ears where there is a tiny drop of blood. That pin hurt!
And I have a poem whirling around in my head..... It starts something like this.
Ed,Ned,Jed and Ted are four lovely monsters that live on William's bed.
Ed is red and can balance on his head
But sometimes he wobbles and falls out of bed!
Stop that wobbling say Ned,Ted and Jed.
And I think I have a verse for the monster I am going to make to go in the pocket.
There's one little monster and his name is Fred.
He's so quiet no one hears him on the bed.
But William loves him and it's often said.
Your my favourite monster hidden on this bed.
I would like to turn it into a story to read to him when bedtime arrives
If you have any inspiration for the verses in the poem please don't be shy. It would be lovely if my lovely blogging friends held my hand too. Please give it a whirl in your head too.
Thank you all for being so supportive on my Monster journey!