We have been busy learning a new craft this summer in the Life of Ryrie. As it has been almost six months since T attended actual school and J has been properly finished since mid-July I figured a little challenge, just like a new blog post, might be rather timely… Continue reading “Merchandise?”
“What shall we do whilst J & Daddy are away on football tour T?”
“Well… I’d really like to make a quilt.”
This was one of those conversations that, as soon as they reach their eventual and somewhat ambulatory conclusion, you wonder where the hell it came from.
This is also one of those moments where I find myself thinking, “meh, quilting? how hard can that be?!?!?”
I am continually amazed by the number of brilliant creatives who live in our neighbourhood. Artists, sculpture-ers, singers, seamstresses, writers, you name it we appear to have them. The best part of this is that they all appear to be willing to share their knowledge, especially with the younger members of our community. Continue reading “Arty Crafty”
How often do you go to Black Tie events? If you are anything like me, the answer is probably once in a blue moon. Last week that blue moon happened.
Steve is away, the house is a tip, the bathrooms need cleaning, I need to go food shopping and yet I have not got the energy to move beyond this, not particularly comfortable, office chair. I am totally shattered. This week I have been learning something new. I have been learning the basics of Pattern Cutting at Bath College. Continue reading “Pattern Cutting and Loving to Learn”
I so love a short and sweet Random Act of Kindness story…
This week the lid has been lifted on the sewing box releasing a rainbow of threads and smorgasbord of fabrics. The project? Apparently one of the easiest garments you could ever attempt: the shirred skirt. Just how easy is it? Well…
Finally, I have found the photo I referenced in a previous post (Clothkits Fundraiser). My memory was a little off what with it being my fifth and not sixth birthday, and the outfit actually being a skirt and waistcoat combo (this was 1981 in deepest Somerset after all). But it was my best birthday cake EVER and one of my most favourite childhood outfits.