...and a Make it in May Skirt Sew-Along contribution is completed – JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME. I can’t express the ridiculousness of posing an entirely motionless sprint finish while balancing on a wo...
Meet my Fairy Godmother – he’s the one on the right. The one on the left, is a latex doppelganger, conceived back in the era of Spitting Image puppetry and the satirical UK television series. The lar...
Over the Easter weekend, I started and completed a Rubble jumper for my smallest.It was a get-your-teeth-into-it, satisfyingly speedy knit.Even though there have been many days of freeze-your-socks o...
The weekend was two sleeps ago but it’s taken me this long to defrost. Wallowing in Daylesford mud, in the middle of autumn, is guaranteed to turn every extremity blue. Nonetheless, stupendous fun wa...
On Sunday it was chilly in those hills. Real Autumn chilly – with a sweet, earthy smell of decaying, damp, mulching leaves underfoot. I wore my newly knitted Cobbled-Together Autumn Cowl. I stood in ...
Early on Sunday morning, I squished my eyes closed tight, clamped my hands over my ears and tra-la-la-ed while my three kids relished in the delight of an entirely self-choreographed, chocolated, Eas...
Usually, at this time of year I hunt out the carefully wrapped handmade-every-year-by-us Easter decorations. Usually, there is as much ceremony involved with decorating the Easter Tree, as there is w...
HEAD IN HANDS REASON #1Smallest Child Declares to Kinder Teacher:“AT MY HOUSE WE’RE SICK OF SEX!”Later translated at kinder pick-up by mother of Smallest Child (me):“AT MY HOUSE WE HAVE STICK INSECTS...
Last week, the Mr and I were lying in our ripple-blanketed bed, chatting, (except he was already asleep). We decided the best way to parent the third kid would be to largely ignore her. Of course we’...
73,528 treble-based crochet stitches later and the way I figure things, my snuggly queen-sized ripple blanket is FINISHED. It looks convincingly finished on top of our bed, even if I haven’t yet got ...
As I was saying, I have a new-to-me sewing machine. This came about, not because I was proactive in any way, shape, or form but because Nikki needed some designy-type stuff done. May I suggest, that ...
Fellow craft campers, steel yourselves. In a burst of Dammit! I AM a finisher! the quilt top destined to marinate in its juices for veritable epochs (i.e. ages longer than five months), is basted, qu...
At some point in every day, there’s a wash load to tackle and dirty clothes to sort. There will be a pair of jaw-droppingly filthy trousers or shorts belonging to the collector kid, the boy kid, the ...
One day when I sew something tricksy and pushing my comfort zone and involving more than a half available half hour (and no doubt, multiple zips, purse frames and Vliesofix tape), I’m going to tell y...
Just when I thought the Epic Blanket honeymoon period was about to end, a whole extra pile of work landed on my desktop and it seemed I worked every waking hour (and quite a few unwaking ones). Every...
Yesterday evening we arrived home, stinky and grimy after ten days of camping and I’m estimating the hosing down and cleaning and packing away a No-Less-Than-Three-Stage Operation. Worth every single...
Geez, you guys, you commenty types, know how to lend a virtual, internetty shoulder. Geez, you’re EXCELLENT. The throat-scream-thing is much, much better. Kate’s undies comment was of particular ther...
Let’s start at the very beginning.A very good place to start.When you read you begin with A-B-CWhen you sing you begin with do-re-miBUT HOW DO YOU START WHEN YOU HAVEN’T BLOGGED FOR SIX WEEKS AND THE...
On Saturday, the big kid scored a new pair of shoes. Even though she is not the kind of kid to care many hoots what she wears, she is utterly chuffed to the back teeth over these shoes.On Sunday, I c...
Even though I always knew, even from swap sign up, that this would be a last-minute, fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants project, I kicked myself when that is exactly how things turned out.Even though I turn...
The last few weeks have whizzed by in a blur of just plain, real life but lately just plain, real life seems to have upped the ante. The combination of commitments and obligations have verged on the ...
I have always been a fan of a duck-egg hue but things have stepped up and now, just like Picasso, I’m going through my very own official Blue Period. I only want to ‘make’ in shades of blue and blue-...
I kept it under my hat, when I posted on my first cross quilt, mostly because I couldn’t quite believe how uncharacteristically EFFICIENT and ON TIME and FORWARD THINKING, I was being.This, the Plus ...
Five newborns! Three hundred and forty-two, (give or take), to go! It’s all trés excitement, pacing-of-the-floorboards in these parts! The leafy stick insect eggs have begun to hatch! The Middle is w...
Today, I’m off being a blogger floozy and wittering on about stitchery and fly screens and stuff, over at WhipUp. PS. I can’t tell you how much I dig working floozy into a blog post title, even thoug...
Straight up, I’ll admit I took my hot water bottle, (which was consolation for one of us) after I forgot the coffee-gizmo-maker-thing.Contr ary to the image above, we were mighty lucky with the weathe...
A ‘+’ quilt for a NEW ADDITION to an excellent family. Nudge, nudge! Wink, wink! Do you get it? Do you get it?!Um. Yes. I do always over-think things.Crafted with love (considered wonk) and seriously...
Which is something I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN with that breezy half-pledge to come over all blogging blogger. Only a parent living in her very own dream scape could contemplate such a happening at the BEGIN...
...I have been off on some sporadic, unintended, bloggy sabbatical thing.Tired of my own voice, I’ve been finding quiet in quilty making,and french-knotting another weirdy, left-of-centre gift, [this...
The ingredients were first purchased back in April 2009. A month later, a sweet bundle was born. Over the course of TWO YEARS AND FOUR MONTHS, that small bundle has sprouted into a walking, talking, ...
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