Oh dear. After my last excited post about my new fabric cabinet, I must regretfully inform you that I am still fabric cabinet-less. Oli and our friend Sam set off with little Sol in tow to Montrose to collect the bargainous ebay purchase, only to discover that not only was it locked shut with no key to be found, but that it was very much worse for wear, with large bits of veneer missing and a sizeable burn mark on top. I am all for vintage furniture having a pre-loved appearance but the boys made the decision not to take it. So the search continues!
Meanwhile, I went with Sam’s wife Laura and a couple of other friends to The Wool Shed in Oyne to a beginners’ knitting workshop. The Wool Shed is an absolute haven for yarns, books and patterns- very tempting! We spent a good few hours learning to cast on and off, knit, purl, make holes (deliberate holes!), decrease, increase, and my friend Elizabeth even did a bit of cabling and fair isle (her husband is a Shetlander so we feel she has been magically imbued with talent). It was utterly baffling for me at times, used as I am to sewing, but very enjoyable and hopefully the start of a whole new craft. They do spinning workshops too and I have so much wool in the shed, still smelling of, um, sheep, that I rather feel another excursion to Oyne coming on…
Back in my own ‘studio’ (messy corner of the sitting room) the advent calendars are all marked, cut and pockets ready to sew. Oli will be called upon tonight to draw the third tree template (I keep losing them!) and then they really will be nearly finished. Just as well, as baby number 2 draws ever closer to arriving- two weeks away!
I have to say, I think the snowflake one may be shaping up to be my favourite!
And last but not least: the wild rhubarb has been located, picked, and eaten in a rhubarb and apple crumble, with home-made custard. Wild food never tasted so good!