Time for a siesta…

Keef

You know sometimes – you just need a break? I need a break.

April has turned out to be something of a surprisingly craaaaazy month for me, so I’m taking a short break from blogging (but not sewing… hopefully!) before Me Made May 2012, to refresh myself and get back to being enthusiastic about making stuff and that.

Right now, about all I can do is peer into the sewing room and sigh at how quiet it is. I have a long list of stuff I want to make, challenges I’d love to join (like Karen’s pyjama party) but I just… can’t. Not now.

I’m looking forward to recharging my batteries and getting some perspective on life in the meantime, plus getting down with the cats for some quality kneading sessions. Keefy – Imma coming for ya baby! *runs at terrified cat with arms outstretched*

I’ll see you gorgeous people in May xxx

This is not really sewing related…

… but I really had to share. Last night I went to see Beth Jeans Houghton and the Hooves of Destiny in Hoxton. In actual fact it was the same place that I saw Beth for the first time ever – about four or five years ago. She was on her own with just a guitar in a pair of dungarees (the Hooves weren’t around then) and she played Golden on her own – she was absolutely brilliant and I’ve seen her many times since in London and Glasto. But I digress.

Last night I won a prize for being the Greatest Funkiest Dancer at the gig. Don’t ask me how. I’m a 30-something shortie with no distinguishing features; I think it might have been my soulful choir-style clapping during their rendition of Like a Prayer and the fact that the men around me shrank away as I flailed, leaving me in full view of the stage. Anyway, I won a signed drum skin, doodled with Beth and the boys’ faces (think it was the drummer Dav who doodled it) and the words Greatest, Funkiest, Dancer 2012 emblazoned across it. I’ve not been this happy since since I got wed last year. Here’s a (terrible quality – sorry!) pic for your delectation.
I was congratulated by Beth herself as I left the venue. I gabbled something about seeing her before and then made her give me a high five. The shame. Although the husband says she was right up for it so I don’t feel too bad.
Here’s the woman herself in all her glory. I’m pretty sure it’s a vintage playsuit and it was a sort of glittery brocade. Very sweet. Oh look – that was a bit sewing related wasn’t it?!
Beth Jeans Houghton

Hey diddly-dee – a country life’s for me

Hello lovely readers. I’ve just got back from the most amazing weekend. Ever. Fact. Well, semi-fact. It was pretty good as weekends go. And in all honesty I wasn’t looking forward to it as much as I’d hoped because:

a) An unfortunate date mix up meant my husband couldn’t come as well – entirely my fault.

b) Recent chilly temperatures had given me a case of the dreads.

What was I up to? I was glamping!

Well, to be honest I think glamping isn’t necessarily the right term for it because it was so much more than that. More like renting a log cabin in the woods. It was sublime. The weather was wonderful, the company was awesome.

We played silly games and drank wine like it was going out of fashion. We saw deer, sheep, pheasants, ducks, dogs and more.

We cooked a full english and a cowboy sausage stew using the power of fire and a bit of iron. We collected hot water and pumped it through a bucket in an outside shower and it was glorious. I simply did not want to leave – that is the life for me, my friends. I was made to be  a country gal. Perhaps one day…

So as you can imagine there was no sewing going on this weekend whatsover. I attempted a spot of crochet but to be honest the views and craic just distracted me from it and I quickly gave up again.

I am determined however to get back into my sewing regime this week. I still haven’t decided whether to make a simple calico muslin for McCalls 2401 or make yet another wearable muslin. You might recall I did a wearable muslin for it a while back, but had some fitting issues which I sorted out on the fly.  Ideally I’d like to get straight into making the real thing with my vintage Liberty silk but I’m scared that I’ll not update the pattern correctly (this will be the first time I do this) and the fit will be all wrong in a different way. But then again… there are only so many 2401s a country girl can wear. And I’m itching to get onto the Peony as well… ooh what to do, what to do? Any advice? I’m paralysed with indecision!