Lovely step Grandaughter turned nine this weekend. As a treat we all went out in Damnvan1 for a birthday picnic by the sea. We were very fortunate as the rain stopped and the sun shone as we drove up to the coast. Great fun was had with a birthday banner over the windscreen, balloons and party poppers. We finished our buffet picnic party with chocolate cake sporting nine candles. The grand finale was a Knickerbocker Glory at a local ice cream parlour. Predictably she couldn’t eat much of it but apparently I’m told that a Knickerbocker Glory is compulsory to celebrate turning nine whole years old.
Muddling along on the craft front at the moment as I’ve been trying to finish my new craft room. I’ve never before decorated a whole room on my own but I’m delighted with the results. The desk arrives tomorrow so nearly there.
I will publish a grand reveal when complete, so watch this space!
A few weekends ago lovely Step Grandaughter came to stay. She brought with her a mini sewing machine so that I could show her how to sew! Never one to miss an opportunity I showed her how to sew along side me whilst I made her the dress in the previous blog. Get ’em young I say! I honestly think that if you show a child how to craft when they are young it will stay with them for ever. I am eternally grateful to my Mum and Grandmother for showing me how to sew. Those were the teenage days when I bought fabric on a Saturday morning, made a mini shift dress on a Saturday afternoon and wore it to the Co Op Hall on a Saturday night. Ah well I digress!
Despite a broken arm some weeks ago lovely Step Grandaughter was dashing away with her sewing machine. She designed and made a long length of bunting.
She struggled on valiantly making Benji dog a neckerchief. Benji was a willing model but thought it very odd to be taken for a walk wearing anything more than a lead.
She also made an eye mask to help her sleep! There was an attempt at mittens for the ever patient Benji dog but he did draw the line at modelling them.
We both had a lovely time designing haute couture ( for the dog) and sewing for much of the weekend. I strongly suspect that she will be back! I must think of some good projects. Maybe she will have her own design ideas after all Quant and Kidston started somewhere.
Hello dear Blogging friends! This week has seen the launch of Darling Daughter and my new business venture, Nanna Amy’s Vintage Tea Party. The launch day happened to be my birthday ( yes ANOTHER one!). We used the excuse to have a tea party in the local village hall, it was fab!
Invitations were printed and sent out.
The embroidered cloths are just lovely many of which were embroidered by my Nanna Amy more than fifty years ago. I have spent weeks starching and ironing.Darling Daughter took the pictures and found appropriate Vintage music.
We baked cakes and made sandwiches.
The event was a practice run for us to see how our collection of vintage China and linens would look in a party setting. We learned a lot from this first party. It took quite a while to set up and clear away. We need more pastry forks, jam pots and cake slicers. We need party bookings such as Christenings, weddings, hen nights, baby showers and special birthdays.
The marketing push is planned to start next week with the printing of flyers and their distribution. Most importantly we are having fun and Nanna Amy’s linen legacy is being used and loved.
We have finally put Damnvan to bed after spending seventy nights away this Summer. It has been so good.
We visited Devon and Cornwall
There was a trip to Scaborough Sea Life centre with Gorgeous Grand daughter
There was a break with Darling Daughter and Grandson to the Isle of Anglesey
We walked up mountains
And along coasts
We flew kites and paddled in the sea. There was the Lovely Lake District, interesting Buxton and fabulous Yarndale. All in all a great summer. As the nights get longer and the days colder we tuck Damnvan up for the Winter and make plans for next year. Let’s hope that we can beat the seventy night record!
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!!
During Gorgeous Grand daughter and my recent trip in the Damnvan we visited Whitby. Whitby is situated on the East Coast in North Yorkshire and is a Middle Ages fishing port.
It’s claim to fame include Captain Cook who learned his seamanship skills here. Whitby is also famous as the location (allegedly) for Bram Stoker’s novel Dracula. Neither of these facts were of great interest to us on this visit as I was determined to keep the trip “child orientated” . This included tasting Whitby’s famous fish and chips and chasing waves!
We had a great day and the English weather was very kind to us. We achieved some serious Nanny bonding.
Top tip don’t visit this lovely time in high season and school holidays if you can avoid it! It is sooooo busy!
But hey isn’t that what taking children away is all about?
We are currently away in our campervan or is it a Motorhome?
The term motorhome is sometimes used interchangeably with campervan, but the former can also be a larger vehicle than a campervan and intended to be more comfortable, whilst the latter is more concerned with ease of movement and lower cost. For example, some campervans lack built-in toilets and showers, or a divide between the living compartment and the cab.
Our campervan has all modern conveniences and we love it!
The young lady is gorgeous step Grand daughter and the green tent is the dogs kennel!
At last! I’ve completed something! Finished! OK she’s only six inches tall but she’s wearing a lovely dress. Her eyes might be a little crossed but she’s very cuddly. Her name is Hatty Hare. She was made from double knitting in a couple of evenings. Her head, body and legs are knit in one piece, with her arms added later. This means minimal sewing up and easy stuffing.
She’s now cosy in a padded envelope (with a few other things) heading over to the North East as an Easter gift for my Gorgeous Grand daughter. But yippee I’ve finished something! One less PHD ( Project Half Done) in my stash.
I’m sorry not to have blogged for some time but I have just returned from a trip to Scotland. A land full of castles frequently shrouded in mist. We had a great time and hope that my internal batteries have re charged!
There was an absence of shopping opportunities but I managed to track down a few charity shops! When my first Grandchild was born nine years ago I realised that she would be a child of the internet. I decide that everywhere I went I would send her a postcard. I love the written word and worry that modern children will use it less and less. Indeed postcards are getting less and less available as I suppose their days are numbered!
I now have three grandchildren so that means three postcards. I send them even when I go on a day out somewhere. I always date them and say something about who I am with or the place that I am staying. I purchased special boxes for each child to store their cards in. I hope that some time in the distant future these cards will provide a social history of myself and I will be remembered through my travels.
My Grandaughter has had her first knitting lesson. We first tried French knitting but quickly moved onto regular knitting. She got the hang of it quite quickly with a helping hand from myself. She’s on the way to making a scarf for her doll. I just hope that she will tell her daughter that Nanna Barb taught her to knit when she was eight.