Found items

Whislt clearing out some drawers today ready to pack I came across these little treasures in a brown paper bag.

This is a small beaded piece that I did years ago as part of my City and Guilds Creative Embroidery course. I can't remember if it was for a box top or as a picture in its own right but I must do something positive with it.

A small sampler cross stitch that I've done at some point in history.

A cross stitch from the Lanarte range of designs, again done at some point in history.

This cross stitch is signed and dated 1998. I can remember doing this one but didn't realise it was 11 years ago. Where do the years go to?

Crocheted flowers

It has been approx 25 years since I last crocheted anything but after ready Lucy's blog I decided to have another little go. I need something to do when we are off in our tin tent aka a caravan. My sewing machine is a tad big so I thought that little crocheted flowers to attach to my Effin Bags would be ideal or even sew onto a granny square blankie.

Anyway, I followed Lucy's tutorial and have managed to come up with some reasonably OK looking flowers. I just need more wool or rather cotton to add to my meagre stash of 4 balls.

Lost stash

As I have mentioned, we are moving. I have been frantically packing boxes etc and I found in the bottom of one of my stash boxes 2 bundles of fat quarters that I had bought a few years ago. I removed them lovingly, stroked them, talked to them and then repacked them with a promise that I would turn them into something lovely. I think I may have bought them at the Festival of Quilts at the NEC a few years ago but who knows?

Flower pots and patchwork

A little flower pot made into a pin cushion

I am a patchworker. I love fabric in all its forms but especially love the smell and feel of patchwork cottons. I don't have a favourite colour especially. Anyway, I hate to waste perfectly good scraps so have decided to put them to good use. I now glue them to terracotta pots that have been sealed and painted. They are then varnished to make them waterproof. I think they are quite cute.

Pay and Die Day

This hill is far steeper than it looks in the photo.

Mud, mud, glorious mud.

One very bent exhaust pipe.

Please note: Mr S is very stuck at this moment in time. His front passenger side wheel is in a huge hole. I did try very hard not to laugh. I failed miserably.

Today, I went to a Pay and Play day with my other half and eldest son.

This is an activity that 4x4 er's do. They pay for the pleasure of having near death experiences.

A new site was sourced by the Corcer's (Central Offroad Club members) and apparently it's brilliant. My definition of brilliant and theirs don't quite match. My son went round with Ian on the first run. He did say it was brilliant but I did notice that he made a fast beeline for the loo on their return and chain smoked a few ciggies on his return.

I did go out for a turn but I honestly thought I was going to die so stood in the rain and drank coffee and cackled to the other women for a while before I went and sat back in my car and crocheted a flower. I got drenched, covered in mud and thoroughly peed off.

Ian bent his exhaust pipe and ended up having to cut it off with a hacksaw.

Move to Shropshire

Bird feeders next door. Can't wait to see the size of their tits. LOL

Phallic symbols. Oooeerrr

The house, the whole house and nothing but the house.

The chimney, well one of them.

The back of the utility room.

The front garden and utility room.

Our bit of house.

As I mentioned in my last post we are moving to Shropshire. Yesterday we went over to have another look at the house and take the caravan into storage, put up a few curtains, OK 1 pair and generally have another look at the house. It is a beautiful mock Tudor/Elizabethan house that is divided into 2. We get the smaller half of the house that has unfortunately been neglected a bit especially outside. With a bit of elbow grease and a shovel and wheelbarrow it will soon look nice.

We met the neighbours and they seem really nice. They have their bit of garden absolutely gorgeous with the most enormous birdfeeders I have ever seen, 3 phallic symbols sprouting by the front door, a beautiful tinkling water feature and roses already out.

Anyway, we also learnt from Stuart, the relief milker, that there are some 'odd' neighbours up the field who don't seem to wear a lot of clothes. Oooeerr. Watch this space.

Anyway, I took a few pictures of the house and garden just so you can see what we will be living in.

Nested windmill table quilt.

A couple of days a go I had a little accident at a quilt shop. Not a local one but one in Mid Wales called the Cross Patch. Never been but I was looking for a bag pattern called Sherbet by Melly and Me and they happen to stock it. It's an Australian pattern. Anyway, my bags patterns (yes, I order a couple, well 3 actually) duly arrived along with a pack of charm squares which I need like a hole in the head and a free pattern for a table centre.

Now, we are moving across to Shropshire so I should be packing boxes and things but I thought to myself that a nice new table centre for the new house would go down a treat. simple enough pattern by the looks of it but Ha! It has been the most fiddly, time consuming little blighter that I have done in ages and ages but apart from the binding it is finished after 3 days. I could have made a full sized bed quilt in the time it has taken me to do this little bugger.

Anyway, pics.