Last year I bought a kit from Scheepjes to make a “crochet along shawl”. The kit, when it arrived, was a delight of yarn squishiness. It contained delightful jewel colours and small extras. It was like receiving a lovely gift ( even though I’d paid for it)
Well I missed the crochet along (CAL) by months so Darling Daughter printed the patterns off for me.
I decided to take the kit away with me and start. No crochet hook ( I have dozens at home) OK, I found a local knitting shop and treated myself to a hook with a lovely handle ( not cheap). I started the shawl very half heartedly as I couldn’t work out when I would wear it! So I thought I’d use the kit to knit a jumper which I am more likely to wear.
I found the perfect sweater on line. Sadly it was published in a book and together with postage was unreasonably expensive. So I resisted the purchase and found a nice, free, pattern in a magazine which I had.
Guess what? No Knitting needles! Dozens at home so I went to the local charity shops which all appeared shut for the royal wedding. Next day I found anther yarn shop and “treated” myself to some high end bamboo needles. I can always justify spending by telling myself that I deserve this treat!
Trying hard, I knit a tension square which suggested that I needed larger needles. Oh no! I think I will wait until I get home.
I may have already told you that I have a caravan in Criccieth, Wales. This is my coastal home and I love it. I love the location, I love the beach and I love sharing my “beach house” with close family. Yesterday hubs and I went to the lovely Snowdonia village of Beddgelert. It took all of 15 minutes to get there, driving along the winding, leafy, Lush lanes. We walked Benji dog along the river and enjoyed the sun shine.
A short walk south of the village, following the footpath along the banks of the Glaslyn leads to Beddgelert’s most famous historical feature; ‘Gelert’s Grave’.
According to legend, the stone monument in the field marks the resting place of ‘Gelert’, the faithful hound of the medieval Welsh Prince Llewelyn the Great.
The story, as written on the tombstone reads:
“In the 13th century Llewelyn, prince of North Wales, had a palace at Beddgelert. One day he went hunting without Gelert, ‘The Faithful Hound’, who was unaccountably absent.
On Llewelyn’s return the truant, stained and smeared with blood, joyfully sprang to meet his master. The prince alarmed hastened to find his son, and saw the infant’s cot empty, the bedclothes and floor covered with blood.
The frantic father plunged his sword into the hound’s side, thinking it had killed his heir. The dog’s dying yell was answered by a child’s cry.
Llewelyn searched and discovered his boy unharmed, but nearby lay the body of a mighty wolf which Gelert had slain. The prince filled with remorse is said never to have smiled again. He buried Gelert here”.
This last weekend I was looking after my Gorgeous Granddaughter (or maybe she was looking after me!). She lives a couple of hundred miles from me so it’s always very special to see her. Her parents were away so we were home alone. I searched, trawled the net and tried to find something different to do with not a lot of success. Then I found a Salvage and reclaimation show not too far away. The sun was shining and the sat nav worked and we found Ripley Castle without too much trouble.
Despite being told that taking a child to a Reclaimation Show was tantamount to child abuse we had a great time! We saw chairs, nuts, bolts, garden furniture and so much more.We each bought a lovely snugly throw, we ate Asian take away and found decorative shells. A very happy day!
Ps mines the blue throw.
Many of you are aware that I occasionally work on cruise ships teaching crafts. I average about three “craft” cruises a year. It is not as simple as it sounds as an awful lot of work goes into the preparation for the cruises both financially and time wise. Trying to remain current and popular with the crafts I teach is a challenge. Deciding which crafts to offer is a major consideration and knowing how to do them is handy!!
This involves watching which crafts are fashionable or even revisiting vintage crafts for ideas. Which brings me to…
Do you remember French Knitting? We used a knitting dolly. This seemed like a possibility for a cruise so I ordered 40 Knitting dollys. (see what I mean about expense?) Then I needed to organise the yarn – more cost! Most importantly I needed to remember how to use it. Guess what? I took the kit on a holiday cruise! I practiced and practiced.
I also thought about Textile printing which I’ve done before. I already have the printing blocks so I bought 30 Textile tote bags and tea towels – more expense! I took a tote bag on the cruise with me so that I could embellish it to demonstrate the possibilities.
On this last cruise Sis also took along a craft. She was teaching herself needle felting. Now there’s an idea!!
On the recent cruise with my Sis we explored a few of the Caribbean Islands including Barbados, St Lucia and St KittsWe visited a Batik workshop where we saw the Batik process in action followed by the inevitable shopping opportunities don’t you just love the colours?l tasted quite a few Rum punches including this one in a coconut on the beach. We paddled and swam in the beautiful turquoise sea and found shells on the beach.
Well dear Friend as many of you know I live to travel, and travel I do! I have just returned from a cruise with my Sister. We flew to Barbados and cruised some of the Caribbean and then across the Atlantic to Madeira. After various stops in Spain we finally flew home from Malaga.
Six days at sea across the Atlantic is pretty hard core cruising but we coped between extended meals, sun bathing and relaxing in the beauty spa! It was great to be with Sis sharing childhood memories, giggling and reading each other’s books. Happy days.
Sis did get sun burned legs that required some attention!
We visited food markets in Madeira, but didn’t buy any chillies 🌶 or 🌿 herbs
We found an unusual post box!
We visited the monkeys in Gibraltar ( well I hid on the mini bus whilst Sis said hello to the Wild Barbery Apes)