One of my favourite items when sewing is my trusty sewing box. This truly vintage sewing box was bought as a Christmas present by my Grandmother (Nanna Amy) when I was perhaps nine years old. So I know it is really vintage!!🌹
My Mum filled the box with notions. Now there’s a good word! It was full of pin cushion, scissors, pins, cottons, safety pins and so on. I still remember the delight on Christmas morning 🎄with this gift and I have used it ever since.
I was going to paint it but Hubs convinced me not to and I’m so glad that he did.it deserves to remain in its original finish.
For quite a few years I would take this box to school for sewing lessons. I carried the box alongside a leather satchel full of books, PE kit and cold toast for playtime! This journey was right across town, walking and two bus rides there and back. No wonder I was slim ( well slimmer!) I wrote my name on the base of the box presumably in case I lost it! This still brings a smile to my face. Memories are good.
This weekend I visited Yarndale in Skipton North Yorkshire.This is an annual festival of creativity, celebrating all things woolly and wonderful! We were staying in Grassington not too far away, in our Campervan. It seemed like a good idea to go into Skipton on the bus ( very eco friendly etc!). I spent a LOT of time on Saturday waiting for buses but I had a great time!
When I eventually arrived in Skipton there were vintage buses provided especially for Yarndale. The buses were the old “London style” and dressed in knitted bunting. It’s a long time since I travelled on one of these buses!
The buses were named Jean and Joy and were full of women, ladies, girls and two men. The camaraderie was great, the laughter infectious and the excitement palpable. It was a wonderful way to arrive at the festival. And, they were free! I like free! The inside of the buses was decorated with crocheted Mandalas, already getting us into the theme.
Yarndale was held in Skipton Auction Mart which was beautifully decorated for the occasion. There were more than 6000 crocheted triangles organised into a awesome display of bunting. The triangles were created by the readers of Lucy’s blog at http://www.attic24.typepad.com and they came from over 31 countries.
The individual animal pens within the auction mart were converted into shops, seating areas and provided a knit “n” natter lounge, coffee shop and an Oxfam Bag Crèche.
More news from Yarndale tomorrow!
Gorgeous Grand daughter and I stayed near Scarborough this week. We had an adventure that included a trip to Scarborough Sea Life Centre. The adventure started with the descision to go on thurchins,Jelly fish,e bus. We eventually found the bus stop and enjoyed the ride into Scarborough. When we arrived we were told that we needed another bus, which was OK when we eventually found the correct bus stop. Later in the day and another bus back into Scarborough when, pot the expense, we got a taxi back to the campsite!
The Sea Life Centre was a good afternoon out despite the fact that I can’t stand ( to the point of it nearly being a phobia) fish and sea creatures. There were fascinating sea creatures, urchins, turtles and sharks. There had been an obvious attempt to recreate the undersea world in huge tanks, tubes and glass tunnels.
Despite fish having no “memory” and Jelly fish no hearts or brain, I couldn’t help feeling it was all a bit sad for the creatures and that they should be left in their natural habitat. OK if research or conservation or education are the buzz words surrounding the breeding programmes for these creatures but some of the inmates would be better left in the oceans. I felt this quite strongly when we watched the Penguins being fed.
I understand that I am VERY fortunate to have seen many of these creatures in the wild. I totally appreciate the fact that I have seen penguins in The Falklands and swam with Turtles on the Barrier reef, and not everyone is that lucky
Whilst this picture cannot be considered flattering, it makes me think of how a fish with a brain might feel in the Aquarium! Bring on Fish Freedom!!
A Classic Seaside View of St Ives
We travelled down the Cornish Coast to Hayle, near to St Ives. There are HUGE sand dunes between us and the sea, but it is a lovely location. I decided to catch the bus to St Ives. I walked over a mile to the bus stop and all was well. St Ives was busy and pretty. I searched every charity shop (and there were lots) but couldn’t buy many treasures due to a space restriction in Damnvan. I found the bus stop and got onto the correct bus. Explained where I needed to get off But the Driver forgot to tell me where the stop was and stopped in a village I know not where!
Working on the principle that there would be other buses if all else failed I hopped off. Totally lost! I asked a busy lady the way to our camp site and she looked amazed that I intended to walk! She very kindly offered to take me back to the van where I arrived early for my dinner. Life is an adventure. Don’t forget “Adventure before dementia!” not so sure about the dementia!!
Everywhere in St Ives there were Cornish Pasty shops. I began to think that the people of St Ives eat nothing but Cornish Pasties!
WHAT IS A GENUINE CORNISH PASTY?
The mandatory filling ingredients for Cornish pasties are:
– sliced or diced potato
– swede (often referred to as turnip)
– diced or minced beef
– seasoning to taste, primarily salt and pepper.
No meats other than beef, and no vegetables other than those listed in the mandatory ingredients are to be used in the filling. The meat content must not be less than 12.5% of the whole pasty and vegetable content must not be less than 25%
The listed mandatory filling ingredients must be uncooked at the time of sealing the product.
The above information came from http://www.cornishpastyassociation.co.uk
Greetings from Grassington all you gorgeous people! Today was a bus ride through the Yorkshire Dales to Grassington, well worth the £4.20 return fair. How the driver squeezed through the lanes, past numerous vehicles is beyond me. I would have had to shut my eyes!
In Grassington there is an Age concern charity shop tucked away up a side street. In this shop I “nearly bought” a cut glass butter dish, bag (another) and 7 yes 7 balls of unused black wool for £6.99-bargains galore. However guess what I did buy? Nothing! I might go back tomorrow…….
On this trip I have bought some Christmas gift knitting. I am trying to bust my stash which is why I haven’t bought the wool in Grassington, yet. I hope that you are all duly impressed with my organisation skills as I did say CHRISTMAS. However I do know that I will be rushing to finish the previously mentioned gift in the weeks before Christmas but hey ho! The thought is there!
Whilst we away last week a friend and I made a side trip to Leyburn. We went on the public bus which was an amazingly lovely journey. We travelled through the Dales down the narrowest of lanes. Fortunately the driver was very good at his job! In Leyburn we found one of the best charity shops that I have visited- and believe me I’ve been in a lot!
This particular Hospice Charity Shop was set out as a home with individual rooms full of good quality,fair priced items. In the “lounge” was the appropriate furniture with ornaments, soft furnishings etc. there was a “nursery” filled with childrens items, a library,and a kitchen full of kitchin items. The shop wasn’t smelly and was very welcoming.
I found a rather nice compact to add to my collection. I only now buy Stratton compacts and have purchased them all at a fair price so could sell at a profit if I got fed up of them! The afor mentioned friend gave me a top tip. She advised using baby wipes to clean delicate items. Apparently they also clean spots on furniture as well. This is because they are gentle for a baby’s bottom so won’t damage the item.
Today as it was pouring with rain, I travelled from our campsite on the bus to Ilkley. Ilkley is a very nice town and I enjoyed a shopping spree as planned. Not as planned, I noticed Betty’s cake and tea shop. Now Betty’s was established in 1919 in Yorkshire and is very well renowned for its service and quality food. You usually queue to get in, which I did but not for too long. The Betty’s in Ilkley is typical of their style, stained glass windows, etched mirrors and waitresses dressed in black and impeccable white uniforms. This is English afternoon tea personified!
I did feel rather out of place as I was wearing worn out trainers, hiking trousers, back pack and wet hair. Well what do you expect when your camping? I sat amongst the twin set and pearls brigade, yummy mummies and wealthy young ladies and had a great afternoon tea!
I can really recommend Betty’s tearoom http://www.bettys.co.uk