I'm not quite sure when this happened. It's taken me by surprise. I've actually lost the ability to choose a book. And I'm a proud geek, libraries are my natural environment and I get twitchy at the thought of ever purchasing a Kindle. I was by myself (win No. 1) at Stansted Airport (win No.2) … Continue reading I’ve lost the ability to choose a book…
If you hang out more regularly on my Facebook page (it's a daily quickie, who doesn't need that?) then you'll see this bit of of loveliness that I fooled around with over Christmas. Yep, I'm in love this year with texture and one of my aims (aside from trying to work out how I have … Continue reading A Crocodile, a Salmon & 1970’s Cucumber.
The eagle-eyed among you may have noticed that I'm writing from a different place (no, really, not just metaphysically) than my previous blog. Just before Christmas, the time came to find a platform that fitted what I wanted to do, and focus on both the words and bright, shiny images with equal weight. So, here … Continue reading New beginnings, out with the old (respectfully) x
Screw you diets. Bugger off scales. And hello big, sexy pants, warm vests, brandy butter and goose fat. My princess hair is big, grey and messy and any suggestion that it should be otherwise can do one.
I just can't do it. Well, I could, but then hours of time and love and energy would be rendered pointless. And how much do I have to give? For many crafters and artisans, Black Friday, Pink Tuesday and whatever the hell other 'cut-your-prices-and-take-my-soul' days are difficult. Heartbreaking. You want to shift some stock before … Continue reading The Curse of Black Friday.
I've just got back from a day peddling my wares at a Christmas Craft Fair. This one was for an excellent cause -Sophie's Smile -and always has a lovely vibe, good footfall and superb volunteers (like, they actually come around offering free tea and coffee every half an hour which is amazing!). Despite horrendous … Continue reading The Pro’s and Con’s of the Craft Fair (or, why we freeze our butts off)
I was struck by a tricky modern dilemma this morning. My Facebook friends (thankfully many of whom are real life people who I can actually talk to, you know, face-to-face) started changing their profile pictures. Back. Within hours of the terrible events in Paris, Facebook profiles and Twitter accounts started turning red, white and blue. … Continue reading Changing Status: When do I stop being Red, White and Blue?
So nearly a year ago I wrote about a lovely lady. It's a tricky one this, because she passed away, very suddenly and left a lot of folk stunned, shocked and empty. It hurt. I didn't know her all that well, only from playgroup and singing group, but what I did … Continue reading Crochet bringing people together (amidst tears, swearing and wine)…
It would've been rude not to go really, and in the name of research (ahem!) Jaydee and myself set off for Hampton Court Palace. Please don't go all Henry VIII, it was the parky bit with tents and marquees and a whole heap of ladies getting their craft on. In the interests of gender equality, … Continue reading The 2015 Handmade Fair: Knitted it, ate it, nailed it.
So the last time Dad and I worked on something it was my GCSE maths coursework. There were tears, it didn't end well and I wasn't (quite) old enough to hit the Merlot to take the pain away. Fast forward 20years and due to a Grandparent-down-size-garage-clearance situation, Dad has taken up wood turning...Like a tired … Continue reading Dad Made It: Crochet Tools for Muvverhookers…