Thursday, 27 November 2014

Patchwork room reorganisation

I guess we all have a special relationship with the place we sew in. I know I am lucky to have a whole room to sew in and it is a very special place for me.

It has had a daybed in it for as long as I can remember but we decided to move that to the spare bedroom, ditching the double bed which took up too much room in the spare room.
Anyhoo I was worried I might not like it. I loved that wee day bed, used to lay on it looking at the design wall (aka piece of fleece) seeing blocks and tops in a new light.

One of the most important parts of the patchwork room is mini bud

When we said goodbye to real life Bud a lovely lady from Twitter knitted a mini me of bud, another lovely lady send him gifts, his baskets collar, bowl etc. the wonderful wacky world of Twitter. Mini bud guards the fabric from the fabric thieves.
Anyhoo, he is still the big honcho of the room, he just now sits on the table.
Two chairs are now where the daybed was and I have moved some of the tables. There is now more room on the floor for laying out quilts for basting which is good.

Most importantly there is still the peace, tranquility and zen of the old room.

So, new layout is a hit.

Saturday, 22 November 2014

Fraserburgh, a love story


I think it is fair to say my relationship with my home town of Fraserburgh has been stormy. I left there in 1982 an angry mixed up teenager. It has taken me over 30 years to see that it is actually a wonderful place. I thought I only had bad memories of it, but a school reunion showed me how wrong I was.

These two lovely ladies I have not seen for a few decades but within minutes it was like we were 15 again and plotting mischief.
Soon we were strutting our stuff under this:
whoah yes baby, I still haz my moves :-)
Blimey it was amazing, you have a view of yourself, you see yourself in a very definate way, but people come in and turn that upside down.
I am still trying to unpack it all, but I wouldn't have missed it for the world.
It reminded me that as the great Burns said 'O would some power the giftie gie us to see ourselves as others see us'
I love Fraserburgh, the Broch, the beach is my safe haven, I always jog there when I go home, rain or shine, nothing says Scotland like a shiny red nose!


In my youth it was the tennis courts, Andy Murray would kill for moves like these:


Moving on swiftly, Fraserburgh you have shaped me, you taught me and maybe now after a turbulent 50 years I can see what you mean to me and you mean a lot.



My granny is far left looking at me, she has the most fab hat on. I am the sulky one far left with pudding bowl haircut.


Oh dear here I am leaning over the crib giving some poor soul what for ....


Me, the lovely Mary and Jill, also Stephen Rennie, he was the infant school heart throb.


Above is me and Mary outside my grans house, I caught up with Mary at the reunion and she has not changed one bit.


The best thing about the Broch is that it still holds my beautiful big Sis, always there to look after me, she added Mr Freud to the picture ...

Huge thanks to these lovely people for making the dream reunion come true.






Saturday, 15 November 2014

Q4 FAL, i haz a finish!!!

Whoof! Here it is:

 This was no 4 on my list apple core paper piecing from the lovely Fiona who taught this at the 2014 Stitchgathering I wasnt sure what I wanted to do with this, it sort of grew into a cushion. I used a charm pack from Japan Crafts
Drum roll ..... after much encouragement from lovely Lynz I put in a zip, how easy peasy was that, its zip a go go from now on for moi!

Finish Along 2014

At first I was afraid ...

Well I think I can say now I am NOT petrified of the sewtogether bag. I made a trial one a few months back and I recently made 3 in one go - yea me!
But I seem to have lost most of the pics I took of them in progress, doh.

This is the inner of the bag I was making for a friends little boy robots, rockets and spacemen.
This is the outer, he loved it!
This is the inner of the one I made for my chum, pink is her favourite colour, I saw this fabric and thought of her.
I made one in blue for my sister as well but I dont seem to have a picture of that. Boo!
Anyway, sewtogether, I love you.

Sunday, 2 November 2014

Saving for best

When I was growing up the idea of 'saving for best' was incredibly common. There were thing unused, chairs and sofas left unsat on because they were being saved for best.
I still don't have a clear idea what 'best' was or is. An important visitor? Clothes kept for special occasions? I try not to keep to this, things are to be used. I love seeing my quilts sat on, wrapped around, draped over doggies.
So I needed a pouch for my bag for work, was going to whip one up then realised that unconsciously I had been, saving this one 'for best'
Not anymore, it's happily snuggled in my work bag, being used. As it should be.