Stitch This

  • Return 

    Return 

    It’s been a while since I posted. That’s unusual behaviour for me. And I’ve come to realise that if I don’t post then I feel like I am missing out on something.  Which is strange really because this is only a little blog, it’s not like I have thousands or tens of thousands of followers.…

  • Calm : Storm

    Calm : Storm

    It’s quiet chez Stitich tonight. Boys in bed. OH out. Me, wrapped up in a quilt on the sofa, tippy typing. No telly. Just the sound of Lego coming from Elder’s eyrie. The calmness that will shatter tomorrow because it’s CHRISTMAS EVE!!! Younger has been a human alarm clock each morning, counting down the days…

  • Recalibrate

    Recalibrate

    So, in an attempt to fit all my various projects, responsibilities and ideas into the measly 24 hours of each day (bad design that, there should be at least another two or three hours I reckon) I am going to try to break with tradition and write my blog posts in the day. When I…

  • That was the week that was…

    That was the week that was…

    A funny old week at stitched hours. Ups and downs. Sweet and sour. Mmmmmm…. On the up: My birthday…excellent day with a very lovely, boozey but not too chaotic, relaxed and laughter filled evening with my friends and OH. I am lucky. London trip… Yesterday. Went to an exhibition at White cube Gallery. Never been…

  • Sugar free

    Sugar free

    We all know that sugar is the enemy… Normally moments of claritybring strength and hidden depth. Today I’m seeing, unfortunately The cul de sac of death. My limbs turn to lead I live within my head. And it will get worse. There is no cure, Just this curse. And that, is the truth. No sugar…