Why I’m sending Mr Cameron 34p.

Dear Mr Cameron, I’m a little confused. If you follow my blog (and let’s face it, why wouldn’t you on your tea break) you would know that this often happens, usually following the announcement of some education policy or another. Then the confusion gets coupled with a bit of research, some healthy debate and then…

A Happy Hen Crafternoon…

  If I work very hard, and I’m very lucky, sometimes I get to combine teaching and crafting. And it’s brilliant. Today I was honoured to be asked to run a Hen Crafternoon for a lovely girl I knew from my school days. So armed with a glue gun, fabric, buttons and beads, needles and…

Getting back…

I hate those blog articles that people write when they’ve neglected their blog for ages and then decide to put the work in again…only to ignore it. Which exactly what one of these is. I’ve been working away at another type of job -and kept the Mrs B thing ticking over on Facebook. Let’s face…

Learn to Crochet: Week Two in the big Granny Square house…

So after the giddiness and down-right naughtiness of the previous week, the ladies of Balsham met again and wielded their hooks. And you know what, the swearing diminished. Everyone managed more than they had the week before -and newbie superstar Kate picked it up like she’d done in in a past life. Despite a torrent…

Starting out with a hook -Learning to crochet

I led my first class last week, teaching a group of school-mums how to hook. It was hard, for many reasons. Despite the fact that I love crochet and I’m a trained teacher, I had to teach adults, people I know how to do something that I want them to love as much as I…

The Space Between (or, that weird week at the end of the year)…

I’m sat surrounded by the detritus of Christmas -it’s a mince pie leftover hangover and oddly I’m not bothered. Yesterday I was bothered; I threw pegs at my husband and it felt better. (I do actually throw things, usually inanimate, but pegs are a new thing). I like this week. It’s a time-gap somewhere between…

Hooking up with the Women’s Institute…

I am just about emerging from the food coma that is a weekend at Denman College…The past 72 hours completely challenged my expectations of a weekend with the WI, and I’m left feeling much calmer, focussed and yes, full. My friend (a seasoned WI member) and myself (interloper) embarked on a weekend Crochet for Beginner’scourse…

Patience -a virtue begrudgingy learned.

I am not a patient person. No matter how fast broadband becomes it will never be quicker than turning a page in a magazine or book, and even then, that can be too slow. Projects get started and then I get excited about the next, then the next, turning what I’m doing into a chore….

Ranty-Friday: Does Facebook Make Me a Bad Housewife?

Aside from the fact that I think smart phone manufacturers are in league with Vision Express in making screens smaller so that anyone over the age of 30 will need a stronger prescription after a year of use, I’m increasingly concerned by my own use of Facebook let alone anyone elses. I’m not talking about…

Treat me like a lady…

So it’s Women’s Day…I really wonder how this is the case. Surely it’s 2013? Women are equal? But what exactly does it say about the global status of women if we still need to have a ‘day’? I make no apologies or attempt to hide the fact that I’m a feminist. A domestic feminist at…