The approach to Valentine’s Day in our household is understated. Not that I mind a fuss, you understand. Flowers are invariably welcome (cough), even on the other 364 days of the year. But given the day’s place in the uncompromising Calendar of Commercial Connivance, it can all be a bit much.
I love these ceramic buttons!
So this year we opted for cards and cheese fondue (mmm… I can taste it now…). In addition, I got crafty and made a little 3D felt heart for Mark, all of my own invention. And here’s how I did it. Sort of. Continue reading
Folks, this week my blogging plans have gone decidedly awry. Why? Well, I’ll tell you. We’ve had our hands full making our new feline housemates feel at home:
McCready and Gilmour.
Named after Pearl Jam and Pink Floyd guitarists Mike McCready and David Gilmour respectively, Continue reading
By way of a little update for those of you who having been dying to know – which, I like to think, must surely be each and every one of you lovely souls… the answer is… [drumroll…]
YES! The blanket IS lucky! Continue reading
So. Remember my recent intarsia success? You know… the one where I reknitted the middle square of my enormous blanket, this time doing the intarsia properly instead of just sort of hoping wildly for the best? No? Not ringing any bells? Here’s a quick reminder:
OK, well. The next stage was to sew the new and undoubtedly more accomplished square into the existing blanket. Continue reading
OK, what do you want first? The good news, the bad news or the silver lining? It has to do with my big fussball table découpage project – you know, this one:
Old fussball table: pre-makeover.
I’ll start with the good news, shall I? Why not indeed! Well… Continue reading
In my very first blog post, I told a lie. That’s the bad bit. But I confessed to it in the same blog post, which makes up for it a little. However, even then, I didn’t quite tell the whole truth, which is bad again. I can console myself only with the fact that at least all this dishonesty wasn’t about anything particularly important.
What ARE you on about, I hear you cry. Well, I’ll explain… But first, a sneak preview of my recent intarsia success:
When you read on, you’ll realise what all the fuss was about.