This was the week that I closed up my caravan for the winter. I could have stayed until January start but Criccieth closes almost completely at the end of October. It always seems like the town that time forgot but that is what I like about it. A sleepy old fashioned town on the coast at the top of the Llyn Peninsula. What more could you ask for?
Reasons to be grateful: beautiful coast, historical backdrop, beach combing, stormy promenade walking, Snowdonia views and happy times.
Roll on the Spring to return to my little piece of heaven. Not to wish my life away but by then we will have had Christmas, I will have been to India and maybe be a little older ( and hopefully not any fatter!!)
I recently had a lovely weekend with my Sister in my caravan in Criccieth. The weather was not good but we snuggled down with the heating and crafted all weekend.
We did have one break from crafting when we went to a bonfire on the beach. It was good fun and interesting to watch the fire by the waves. There was a lot of people there but everyone was happy and having fun.
During the weekend I put together some quilt kits for a craft fair next week. Sis made some tapestry cases, I knit, the sewing machine misbehaved, and we had fun.
It seemed like a good idea at the time. I would buy some fabric and make a throw for the seats in my caravan. You know the score make it more up to date, more on trend, more now! I found some light grey fabric at Abakhan and set to work. Change the plan! Throws didn’t work. They slipped, rucked and creased. So more fitted covers were required. One whole weekend and disaster not enough fabric. Back to Abakhan I went and found a toning dark grey. Another weekend and more cutting and stitching. In the middle of all this I burned my fingers, luckily on my left hand. I certainly couldn’t have managed without my sister whose input and advise was much appreciated. We continued to stitch cut and tuck. I hemmed, drew round plates ( for arm covers) and discovered upholstery pins. Result- not bad. Maybe more modern, certainly protecting the upholstery, and I learned a lot. Most importantly never ever to do this again!
Late last year I bought a place by the sea. I’ve always wanted to be on the coast so job done! It is a caravan located to the left of this picture with views over the beautiful Cardigan Bay and towards the historic Criccieth Castle. I can’t wait to spend time there this spring
“Here be dragons” means dangerous or unexplored territories, in imitation of a medieval practice of putting illustrations of dragons, sea monsters and other mythological creatures on uncharted areas of maps.
There will be a great deal of exploring to do and much coastal walking. I will take lots of pictures and share them with you. In the mean time here is a friendly Welsh dragon to get you in the mood.
No WIFI and that’s my excuse! Oh and I’ve been trying to focus-well sort of! I have been away quite a lot. One week looking after little Sis whilst she recovered from first episode of chemo and my birthday celebration in the Lake District. No don’t ask how old – just old enough to know better!
The week with Sis was in her caravan in Snowdonia and we actually had a great week! Fantastically she wasn’t too sick just uber tired. We travelled around each day visiting beautiful tourist hotspots and treated ourselves to lunch out every day and in search of crafty bargains and ideas!
I am delighted to confirm that I was craft focused and completed a patchwork quilt that I must have started four or more years ago. I had no binding so I made up my own by joining on the bias, left over pieces of the quilt topper. I am really pleased with the result
I also sorted out my current knitting. I had made it unnecessarily complicated. I had never before knitted an ” all in one”cardigan. I have almost made it to the neck so pictures will follow ( eventually)
I will be brief! Last night I had a phone call to ask could I help out and do a craft cruise to CANADA NEXT SATURDAY!! Could I help? Of course I could!
In the meantime I’ve got to:
Take 2 Grandchildren on a bucket and spade holiday to a caravan.
Write the craft programme.
Sort out all the craft supplies.
Dream up a couple of extra ideas for alternative classes.
Make some samples ( always practice, always be ahead of the student)
Pack a suitcase for next week.
Pack a suitcase for the cruise.
Get myself to Liverpool to pick up the cruise.
Sign and return contracts.
So I’m very sorry but no time to blog, no WIFI next week, probably no WIFI on the ship.
But, Hey! Canada here I come!
On our way home from a week by the beach we stopped for lunch in a garden centre and I spotted the above sign! It was very apt after a week in a caravan with 3 children. I took my three grandchildren, Daughter and Sis to New Quay in Wales. This is a pretty coastal village with picturesque harbour and lovely beaches. We had a hectic week with walks, swimming in pool, swimming in the sea (cold) and evening entertainment. Not to mention digging sand and building castles. Needless to say there was no private crafting time although I did lots of colouring and paper folding games. We watched a childrens’ movie every night and ate pancakes for breakfast. (An unusual treat for us)
We had never all holidayed together before and it was wonderful to see all my grandchildren playing together, although it is exhausting being “fair” and resolving disputes amicably! I hope that I created some lifelong memories and maybe one day they will say to their Grandchildren “I remember when I went to New Quay with my Nanna Barb…….”
Yipeeeeee! I’ve won the Premium Bonds! OK just £25 but any money is good money! Next time it may/will have a couple of noughts on the end. WHEN I do win big style I will buy my dream vehicle and tear drop caravan as pictured. I really think that dreams are so important. If you dare to dream you will achieve something of that dream. No dream=no ambition=nothing. Mind you I might make mine a red van and caravan with white flowers.
Today I cut out a pair of cushion covers to cheer up my campervan known as Damnvan1 (or even Darling van!) . The brown cotton in the photograph is my tacking thread. It is at least 50 years old. My Mum bought it for some project when I was very small so I am certain of its age. Isn’t it amazing that after half a century I am using it in a project for myself. I enjoy that sense of continuity. I will report back on the cushions when I have rescued the bobble trim from the dog and worked out how to attach it to the cushions.
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Written by Katherine who is an imaginative seamstress and a wife,Mum and Grandmother rather like myself.
I’d like to add that I am also a sister,step mum, daughter and friend! Girl power!