Saturday, 31 May 2014


Since we came back from Spain life has been great, but incredibly hectic. Family moving,friends visiting,and people to see. A 90th birthday to celebrate and enjoy. Every day has seemed packed from beginning to end.

We have welcomed our youngest daughters boyfriend into our home. It is his first visit to the UK as he hails from South Africa. Having them stay for ten days has allowed us to get to know each other properly and it has been so,so special. They seem so happy and that's all you want for your children.. Good health and happiness.




The house has come alive again as we have barbecued,partied and had fun. And you have got to say you approve when he brings gifts of yarn after going to a little town near us to have a look around.

How amazing is that. That little gesture got him top marks I can tell you. Oh! And there was a bottle of Spanish brandy for Andy!




I have only managed a few lines of knitting. Simple hats. A pattern that requires no concentration but I'll be ready to welcome two babies expected later in the year.

Today all the menfolk have travelled to Twickenham for an annual jolly to see the Rugby.

So,I have had a quiet few hours. Hours to catch up with emails,messages,blogs,and best of all my new sewing machine. Bliss.

I have had this little tagging idea in my head for a while now helped along by my love of Pinterest.

I have some old gardening books and with a snip,snip,snip and a stitch stitch stitch I made these little seed pouches.

Big ones for collecting runner bean seeds for next year.


And smaller ones for shaking flower heads into. Poppies, Love In A Mist and Violas.

By using the picture pages and folding them up to make a pouch you can then prettify up the pouches and write the name of the seeds you have collected and the date on the flap.
The new machine has an automatic tension adjuster and seems quite happy sewing these pages into sweet pouches.



It seems ages since I have made anything for my local charity shop, Hannah's which does so much to support disadvantaged and disabled youngsters. So I am going to make a few more sets of these and tie them up with gardening twine.

Then I got my luggage labels out. Boring and brown and I just had fun. I sat with my tray on my lap and fiddled away. I sat and listened to all the chatter. To the plans being made for meeting friends and going out and about.

It was perfect. I love being around young people as I honestly believe it keeps you young. I try very hard to just listen and I realise that they might still be my children but they are all grown up and have ideas and plans all of their own.

So here we have it.... all tagged up! Some labels,some pages. And me and my sewing machine!




Then I cut the labels cut into three lengthwise and crafted them into a pennant shape.

Decorate with colourful tape and restring with Bakers twine.



And then adding a variety of little things from my crafting boxes.

Wooden buttons,old maps,little toppers, paper flowers and little scraps of lace and buttons.

Prettifying at its best.


I have made up assorted packs and will take them into Hannah's next week. Every penny counts.



And whilst all this has been going there has been good news of William. He is enjoying swimming and beginning to gain confidence with walking. To see him smiling,free and happy has been the best tonic of all. To see him sitting up at the table and playing after 7 long weeks on his back has made me so happy.

Last weekend they had a weekend away together to celebrate their wedding anniversary. If anyone deserved a break they all did.

As always thank you so much for all your kind supportive comments. You make my days special.




Thursday, 22 May 2014

Too Much Time On My Hands!!!!

A while back I showed a friend, who is very different to me the cushion I had made for my Godchild using crazy appliqué technique.

It was funny. I thought she was going to be complimentary. She took one look and said " you have got too much time on your hands."

I was not upset as she meant it in a jokey way and as I said we are like chalk and cheese. I soon showed it to a crafty friend. And of course she made all the right appreciative noises. It takes all sorts to make a world.

Whenever I am crafting something just to make it decorative or attractive to me. Prettifying is a good word for these pursuits, her words echo in my head. And I laugh to myself. How can making something beautiful equate to having too much time on your hands. If that is the case let my hands be involved in such a way for ever.

Now. Where is this preamble leading. Well my sister in law has moved into my late Mother In Laws barn this week and she was clearing a wardrobe and she threw these hangers onto the pile going to the tip!!




I asked if I could have them and they looked the perfect thing for a bit of prettifying. To me the worst thing in the world is metal coat hangers, closely followed by thin plastic ones. I hate the tugging and tangling that ensues when they get in a tangle. The noise they make is jarring too. Horrible, just horrible.

As always out came my trusty hook and before long a nice little coat hanger cuddly was made. Nice and thick to keep the clothes from creasing.




I covered the wire hook with pretty ribbon securing it tightly with knots and a bit of tape for good measure.



I then folded the strip in half and poked the hook through the midway point. I had purposely made the strip a little shorter than the coat hanger so that it would fit snugly. Using single crochet stitches I caught a stitch from each side of the strip to totally encase the wooden hanger. Tah Dah. So much prettier.





When I hung the hanger in the wardrobe I quietly stood back and had a little think. I used to live my life at the speed of sound. I used to have my hands full and overflowing. Now, I do have time on my hands. I am so thankful for every single second of it. I am thankful that I can use such time doing exactly what I love best. I will never have too much time on my hands. Sadly, as for us all. In actual fact there will never be enough.

And look at that pile of hangers again. There is someone else just like me. Someone who knitted little covers.


And my favourite of all. A folding hanger. My Mum used to pack these in our suitcases when we went to Cornwall. They were ugly.

Again someone just like me has covered this one in the sweetest material and used tiny,tiny running stitches.



Please, never think you have too much time on your hands.

Before I finish once again I was so touched by your kind thoughts about William.

Things are progressing slowly.

Sadly that horrible cast left him with a nasty rash which has prevented him from going swimming which would help his mobility but it is healing fast and I am sure he will soon be walking again.

I bet he can't wait!


Wednesday, 14 May 2014

Whoop whoop whoopitty whoop.

So many lovely people have been following William's long journey recovering from his broken femur. I have been so touched by all the lovely comments and encouraging words.

Well our dear son and daughter in law took him for another X-ray this morning and that horrible cast is coming off next Sunday! I am so full of admiration for how they have coped. We have not heard a word of complaint.or moaning. I think they have shielded us from moments of frustration or upset from William. For that we are so grateful as it has been so hard being so far away. We have seen him at his best, coping with being on his back for seven weeks with his usual sunny disposition and smiles.

Well soon he will be strong. Soon he will be doing all the things that every two year old should be doing. Enjoying life to the full.



Thank you all so much x


Monday, 12 May 2014

I'm in Love !

I'm in love with ........

When I passed my eleven plus over fifty years ago I was given two things that I remember.

A Singer sewing machine that I have used ever since.

It sews in a straight line forwards and that's it, not even a reverse facility to fasten your threads.

My goodness we have travelled some miles together.



To get some quiet sewing time when my children were little they used to play the controller sitting underneath the table and operating the foot control with their hands as I used to shout "stop" and "go"with a varying degree if success!

The other present was this little brooch. A sweet little deer set with Marcasites.



I never wear it, but I have not forgetten the joy I felt when I opened it.

Well,I have fallen in love with my new sewing machine. It sews forwards, backwards,slow and fast. It has forty eight different settings for stitches. It makes buttonholes . Adjusts tension automatically and even had a self threading facility.

I am in Love!

The appliqué mode is such fun and the perfect way to facilitate my little bib obsession.


My Mum had a kidney transplant in 1994 and it transformed her life.

So, I am loving this little yellow duck.

I have knitted this little duck and am now trying to decide where to leave him.

He carries such a special message. A message trying to raise the awareness of organ donation.


Hedgie love!


I live nearby the Devon Wildlife Centre.

These hedgehogs help to raise money for such a lovely organisation.

And as always I have had the most wonderful help from my friends on my Charity Knitting thread. I love it when parcels fall on the mat with flat pack hedgies made by these supportive friends.

This is the first time I have been able to take ones knitted with knitting lace.

They are so lovely.



They look almost regal with their lacy spines.

This one was easy to name.



Coming back to the UK is quite hard. Leaving sunshine,blue skies and warm temperatures.

But, you can not help falling in love all over again with the green and pleasant land that is Great Britain.

The garden looks amazing,. It looks like a racehorse in full flight.

And this picture is after the lawn has been cut three times already.


Herbs in abundance. Well the bully boys anyway.
My delight was immense when I realised a Tree Peony bloom had waited for me.
This beautiful plant was the last one my Mum gave me before she died.
Of course it's not all joy, love ,joy.
This little lot is only the beginning of a long weeding and pruning journey.


I love flowers from the garden indoors.
Not posh or pretentious . Just pretty.


So, I am feeling blessed and adjusted. I am feeling lucky and content. I am feeling grateful and loved.

And now I am just waiting for the icing one the cake.

William has another X-ray this week to see if his cast can come off.

I love my family more than anything and I can not wait to see him standing up, running and playing,swimming and splashing.


And best of all coming to stay here in the summer.

His bed is ready.


And so are we!