Dear teacher

So, I’m wondering what to give my sons’ teachers this year… There’s the normal, incredibly helpful, group organised team present but I want to give them something from my boys…here’s where I’ve got to so far… An ABC necklace made from Shrinkles…one of the teachers has ABC earrings, a pair for each letter. I wanted…

Six weeks

  The school doors at last are shut and locked up The alarm clock is quiet, we won’t get up For a while – tho’ the dawn chorus is loud, in full swing Nor will I be running wild, packing up the school things into bags, bleary eyed, rumpled, unironed, dishevelled. My sleep deprivation has a hope of…

The road less travelled

So, part two of my story…I’ve gone and got me a studio and I’ve started reviving my drawing and artistic tendencies after a career of science and financial services. At 18 I chose science, now I’ve gone back and taken the other fork. The picture above is my first studio sketch. It was so lovely…

Prints charming

Well, you guys now that I have dabbled in the fabric design previously. Up until now though, I’ve how to use an American provider, Spoonflower. But, that seems to be set to change… Introducing my new design courtesy of bagsoflove.co.uk -This is a UK outfit and they are offering digital printing at £29.99 per metre….

Dotty about Roses

I am reading Charlie and the chocolate factory to elder at the moment. And here is my golden ticket… And as you can see, there were a few more than five tickets available… Fair to say a very popular show at the Cheltenham literary festival this week. All to hear this lady, Cath Kidston. Fascinating…

Salt and pepper

I’ve  not been too vocal recently. Things have been packed chez Stitch, with little space for tippy tapping. I swear the hours in the day are reducing as the boys are growing. I’m writing this in bed, in the blessed silence of a sleeping house. Soon activity will make it hum and buzz but right…

Pegged out

I am whacked. The rest of the family have gone to Dartmouth regatta but Little One and me stayed home and now he’s in bed. Silence. Bliss. PD means that when you get tired you REALLY get tired, reducing me to a teary wreck. So I bowed out of the trip and here I am….

Arty flowers

I spent some time in the local gardens today, snapping the flora and fauna. Then I played a bit. I’m especially liking the faded tea roses. They make me think of old newspapers and calico. New ideas forming…you have been warned.

Close knit

The ladies what knit have been very lovely recently. I’ve told you about Daniel, the little boy who has been one of Elder’s friends from birth. His parents have moved heaven and earth to raise almost half of the £54,000 they need to give him a potentially life-changing operation. Imagine having the chance of helping…

Stomp!

So, today started quite grumpy tbh. No sleep and post holiday mardiness tbh. BUT I recused the day by having a play with stamping. I have been reading Martha Stewart Living on the train to and from work and thought lets have a go! So, I’ve played with some scraps and they’re drying now. I…