hamsa

I do like to ring the changes with different sewing techniques. It makes life so much more interesting than doing the same thing over and over again. And it makes you think, remembering – or learning – how to do … Continue reading

hanging basket

At the beginning of summer, I have a ritual. I always try to make time for it. My mum showed me what to do. I watch carefully for the optimum time. It has to be when there is the best … Continue reading

tears for an old house

I was listening to the radio as usual this afternoon as I pottered about the kitchen. Suddenly my ears pricked at the mention of The Manor House, in Birmingham. Some schoolboys had set fire to it. It had burned down and … Continue reading

umbelliferous

I love umbellifers. In case you don’t know what umbellifers are, they’re a family of plants with long stems and flowers forming clusters called umbels. From frothy cow parsley to towering giant hogweed, I love ’em all. Both whilst they’re … Continue reading

snatch & grab

I haven’t been able to get on with any sewing for what feels like weeks. It’s tricky in the summer holidays. If I had more than one child I would feel less guilty about leaving them to amuse themselves. But … Continue reading

paper dolls

One thing I used to miss about not having a girl child was having an excuse to play with dolls. Not baby dolls. And not the creepy, porcelain-faced variety of doll beloved of certain collectors. No, I mean the sort … Continue reading