handmade in Lancashire
It’s been a minute since my last post. Just as we thought 2020 couldn’t get any worse…..it did.
Dave had a cardiac event (high blood pressure causing heart attack symptoms) a few weeks ago. I’m recovering from a bout of labyrinthitis. Thankfully we’re both on the mend, though I’ll admit its been tough recently.
I don’t know about you but I’ve found it hard to come into this space recently. I’ve been on Insta a bit, but have struggled to find words to do justice to everything that is happening in, and to, the world.
Other people have been far more eloquent than I. Suffice to say that I’ve been sitting with significant discomfort and distress, and working to educate myself and my family to enable us to be actively anti-racist going forwards. We hadn’t been doing enough. We are changing that.
READ MOREOoh that’s a catchy title. But these two garments are my new favourite lockdown loungewear combo for cooler days.
Having had a missing sewjo for most of the early part of this year, lockdown has me back in the sewing room. Sewing up masks for my immediate family got me back at the machine and it went from there.
I recently made a Tessuti Monroe Turtleneck for myself from some French terry that was in deep stash. The fabric was a mispurchase years ago and has been languishing. I thought it would make a wearable muslin of this pattern, but I was wrong. It was a travesty. The fabric didn’t work for the pattern, too rigid, and it looked awful.
It’s strange days, my lovelies. I hope you’re all staying in if you can and staying safe regardless.
We are on lockdown here Chez Jones. Dave is working at home. The kids have online schoolwork. We’re not doing masses of it, with school’s blessing, but we have what we need. They also have enough Lego to build a nuclear bunker, books to stock a small shop and are showing an interest in learning calligraphy.
I think you can say we’re going to be fine. We have much to be grateful for.
Although I don’t mind admitting that I’m equal parts heartbroken and humbled by humanity at the moment. There has been a definite split in the behaviour of people up to this point. I’m not on the side of the self-centred hoarders of pasta and loo rolls.
Thankfully, before all this malarky started, I was able to attend my second furniture painting workshop. For this one we were looking at layering stamps and transfers.
We arrived to find that the store owner, Amanda, had prepared some colour blended boards for us. Therefore, our first task was the fun one of choosing our stamps.
Before we get to chatting about the Frenchic workshop, I just wanted to share more pics of my gorgeous boy. Yesterday I sewed a waistcoat and bowtie for Dylan to wear for WW2 Evacuation Day at school.
Before we chat about Gramps, can I just start with a quick “Lord, how cute is this boy of mine?” One of the things I love about this blog is it’s not just a catalogue of the things I’ve made, it’s also a visual history of my kids growing up.
READ MOREAt the beginning of 2019 I set myself 6 goals. Whilst I’m a bit late to the party with a review of the year, I’m taking the time to look back at what I’d hoped to achieve, and what actually happened.
1…Make Maud more like me
According to my Ravelry account this Honey Bee Sweater was finished in July last year. Yesterday was the first time that Summer has worn it. Cue eye roll! I think we’re at the tipping point of not wearing handmade for a while. Eeeep!
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