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A-Z
How many times have you heard someone say “I don’t know how you fit it all in”? And no, I’m not referring to that pair of skinny jeans you bought in a moment of hope all that time ago. I get it quite a lot. And I suppose I do quite a lot what with…
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Baggage – the obligatory back to school post
Oh, you know it’s an inevitability like death and taxes – the back to school post. So, let’s talk bags. Yep, bags. They are, I feel, a bit of a metaphor – I’ve got a range on bags in my life and in my cupboards, apart from the ubiquitous Yorkshire Tea (Aside: this was recommended…
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Fly the flag
So, Other Half has been shopping. Now when I shop I dabble in charity emporia. OH takes it to a whole other level, however. He has bought a boat. Or half a boat to be precise. It’s a floating family holiday home, he says. And I’m quietly excited tbh. My boys will be little fishes!…
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Light up my life
I blame the school system. There is a snail obsession chez Stitch at the moment. Elder has been learning about all manner of minibeast and Little One has been enchanted by the hoards of slimy critters revelling in our damp English summer. So I turned my hook shellwise… He’s neon and acrylic and Elder is…
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Imprint
So, the eagle eyed amongst you may have noticed I’ve been a little more productive than normal on the stitching side of life. One reason is because I have been off sick for a few weeks while I let my brain catch up with te realities, physical and otherwise, of Parkinson’s. Making stuff is my…