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No title - too tired.

Newest Cotton Time magazine.

Available here and here.

I like these cute little seedling embroideries,

and I like the shape of these bags.

Nifty fabric boxes.

Nifty slipper holder.  I don't have pretty slippers like these though, mine are skanky old things that you want to hide away in the shoe cupboard.

This skirt would look lovely on a slim lass ( no further comment on that, except, let's just say the diet isn't going as well as expected ).

Can't think why ?

Might be something to do with chocolate ?

And nice cheese and crusty French bread ?

: )

Anyhow, back to the book..

Mega cute lunch bag.

Some great storage ideas.

Sewing stuff.

Softies,

and this. I have no idea what it is, but I like it.

There's not much crafting going on in this house, I'm trying to squeeze in a little work on the Granny square blanket, and I'm also trying to knit up some fabric scraps into a bag,

but I lost the other knitting needle.

Does anybody else have  a problem with things going missing ?

This morning, we couldn't find Molly's new school shoes ( cost £36 and 1 week old), so she had to go to school in her old ones. With holes in the soles. And it was raining.

The shoes eventually turned up in a really strange place, so I think we may have a mischievous spirit living in our house, or I'm going mad.

Most probably the latter.

Howie

Howie has gone to live in Ireland with a big boy called Ryan. Happy Birthday Ryan !

Which is perfect for Howie because he likes the sea

and all things sea-ish.

Here he is gazing out to sea with his friend Gully

Lovely backdrop provided by Marion's wonderful book, (see more of her stuff here ) .

This weeks wips

Sewing the binding on Billy's quilt.

I actually like doing this, I don't like planning, cutting, piecing, or quilting a quilt. But I do like hand-stitching the binding.

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I'm also finishing off a little baby panda for a very dear friend

just need to sew his chicken label on and he's done.

And in the ultimate act of crafting foolishness, I've decided ' I have ' to crochet a Granny Square blanket.

it's going to take me about 6 years just to sew all those yarn ends in, whatever was I thinking ?

I blame Claire, she posted about the lovely Cath Kidston blankets  (she has a lot to answer for, that Claire. She's alerted me to all sorts of lovely things to spend my money on).

There's some fantastic Granny square love going on in blog land..

like me, Siow Chin is contemplating those ends.

Look at this beautiful hat and scarf at Moonstitches,

Drew has a great tutorial for joining your squares together beautifully ( scroll down about half a page).

I like the colours here, there's a very pretty cushion here , and a tremendous amount of squares here,

And the final word must go to the ultimate crochet Queen - Regina.

Have a wonderful weekend everyone.

xxx

Love

I found one of my favourite men on youtube tonight, some may find what he says a bit * cheesy * - but not me.

I found my bliss.  Crafting is my bliss and you are all part of that.

Thank you.

You smoochy-woochy honey-babes you.

: )

Elizabeth

Newly hatched

and leaving the nest already

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(those are her hop-prints).

 

Mum...Mum...MUUUUUUUMMY !

That's all I've been hearing the last few days. The two smallest are sick. Sick enough to be off school, but not sick enough to quit fighting and arguing and shouting for me, unfortunately. I prefer the sort of sickness where they are laying quietly on the sofa sleeping all day.

I'm one of seven children ( imagine that ), and when I was little my Mother frequently used to lock us out of the house all day, particularly during the long summer holidays, and can you blame her ?  When we wanted a drink/wee/something to eat, we used to have to crouch down and shout through the letter-box to ask if we could come in. This request was normally met with a reply of

' Mum's bum ' or

' Mother's Ass ' or

' You bloody kids give my ass a headache ' ( I never figured that one out until I grew up and had kids of my own, and then it all became crystal clear).

My Mum is 83 now and she still swears like a trouper and behaves very inappropriately. The kids think she's hilarious. One day, when I'm feeling brave, I'll share with you the rude rhymes she's taught them.

Anyway, *amazingly* I have managed to do a little bit of crafting. I spent last night sewing the binding on to Molly's quilt that has taken me over 4 years to make.

This is the first big quilt I've ever started and finished, and quite possibly it'll be the last. Let's just say you are not going to be getting any close up shots. There are so many mistakes I wouldn't know where to start, but it looks just fine from a distance.

Unforunately, I don't have a 'Thomas' - in house colorist extraordinaire, to give me advice like Jane does ( I've tried offering her a swap - two of my children for one of hers but she's having none of it), so I made it up as I went along.  If I try to plan things out I get in a tizzy-wizzy about not repeating patterns, and balance and stuff, my brain just doesn't seem to work that way, so I wing it - with mixed results.

Luckily, I like how this has turned out, I like the way deeper valued squares seem to have gravitated towards each other to make lines and shapes ( even though I seem to remember I was trying to avoid that happening), and I like the random-ness of it. I do like a bit of random in everything, so this quilt suits me just fine.

And the poorly girl seems to like it,

she's been snugged up today with Poorly Martin. I never showed you Poorly Martin's *piece de resistance* for cheering up sick children did I ?

Probably because, back then, I'd only just started my blog and I was trying to fool you all into thinking I was a nice, genteel English girl. Obviously, I didn't manage to keep up that pretence for long anyway, so I'll leave you with Poorly Martin..

the

bottom flasher.

Bad boy Martin !