In my previous post I included a pin cushion in the photograph. I had a few comments as to how cute it looked! It’s amazing how someone can pick up on a random item that actually means so much to me! This pin cushion was bought in Alaska by my Mum at least ten years ago. Mum and Dad travelled extensively before Dad died and Mum always brought back souvenirs. ( I know where I get my wander lust from!)
This pin cushion is made up of six Eskimos who seem to be cuddling in a circle! They do look rather startled! They each have fur hoods, chubby bottoms and furry feet! So cute! I hope to travel to Canada and Alaska one day. I do have a long list of hopeful destinations.travel,
I am progressing VERY slowly with the skirt mentioned in the previous post, but maybe it will become a finished item in the near future.
By the way, the tablecloth in the picture was made by myself a few years ago. I used a remnant from Aberkhan Fabrics and just hemmed the four sides. Job done.
I found the above pictures on Pinterest when looking for novel ideas to wrap my Christmas Presents. It made me think what was my best ever Christmas gift?
When I was about seven years old my Dad made me a wardrobe. This piece of “furniture” was about three feet high. It was made from varnished ply wood which he had bent to make a curved top to the wardrobe. There was a single door which was opened using a wooden knob. Inside my Dad had include a shelf and mini wire coat hangers. On the hangers were……….Clothes for ALL of my dolls and Teddies!!
My Mum and Nanna had been knitting and sewing for months before that Christmas. I had a lot of dolls. Baby dolls, a teenage doll (fashionable pre Barbie!) and Teddies. All these much loved dolls had new clothes. There were knitted sweaters for Teddy, Sewed dresses for the dolls-often with matching knickers and even a crotched pram blanket on the shelf. I played and played with this gift and have never forgotten the love and work that had gone into making the perfect gift for a dolly mad seven year old little girl.
After that lovey wollow in nostalgia I must get back to wrapping those presents.
Following my recent blog on the lovely pine chest that my Son and Daughter in law gave me for Christmas I decided to investigate another vintage box that I have. What a delight this box is known as the Ditty Box. I always “Knew” this box as the Ditty Box and used to sit on it as a stool when I was a child. It’s not very big and I currently store notions in it! (Great word notions).
Today I googled the words Ditty Box and was delighted to learn that a Ditty Box was supplied to seamen during the First World War to store their personal items, especially letters. They were also issued with a kit bag to store their bedding etc.
My box has a label inside the lid which says”Naval Ditty Box Property of Peter S.Kennedy H.M.S. Malaya 1918″ This Seaman was my GrandFather and would have been seventeen at the time. My father (perhaps unfortunately ) restored this box some years ago. My Dad used to varnish anything that stood still! On reflection I think I love this box even more because my Dad bothered to varnished it,