My journey to conquer the tibial tendinitis (not "labial" as spellcheck keeps trying to change it to - can you imagine) has reached a new stage. In between causing bruises on my calves the Podiatrist gave me these yesterday.
If you knew how much they cost you'd be as excited as I am.
He had created a cast of my feet a few weeks earlier and measured my legs and these were the result. They force me to walk properly rather than tipping outwards with each step. What suprised me though is how the highlight the differences between my legs.
The one on the right is about 5mm higher than the other to make up for the difference in length. I know none of us are truly symmetric (think of the men you know) but it's still quite surprising to see it illustrated like this. I'm to wear them for an hour extra each day until I am wearing them all the time and should expect to feel quite knackered for the first few weeks as my body is forced to work harder than usual when walking. But on the plus side it should stop the pain so bring it on.
I received several things yesterday of a less practical nature and far more aesthetically pleasing. Pooch's birthday present for me arrived from Canada.
Di-vine. I've had it on my etsy favourites for years and am utterly thrilled with it.
I am going to wear it with pride at work to do and see it as my new go-to ring.
Also arriving chez Byrne was something else I'd favourited on etsy an age ago and decided to treat myself to as a birthday present.
A vintage children's book called "What Makes my Cat Purr?". Some might think that starting to buy children's books was a sign of impending intention, but no. This is purely for me and I read it out loud to myself last night. #cuckoo
The illustrations are so lovely.
One day....one day I will get to live out my crazy cat woman dreams.
Meanwhile I content myself with being the crazy wrestling woman. The CM Punk - AJ - Daniel Bryan love triangle continues. Needless to say CM Punk doesn't want to be in the love triangle, everyone keeps telling AJ she's nuts or 'needs professional help' depending on whether they are a heel or a face (bad guy / good guy for the uninitiated) and Daniel Bryan only cares because AJ is the special guest referee at his and Punk's title match on sunday (woop woop). Having snogged them both last week (and really snogged - OMG I'm so jealous as I would happily give a decent sized portion of my yarn stash to snog CM Punk) she this week proposed to CM Punk, was proposed to by Bryan and then ended by slapping them both - and proper slaps too. Their reactions were quite telling. CM Punk (face) was annoyed but would naturally never hit a lady so just pulled a real mean face.
Daniel Bryan (heel) was astonished AJ didn't want to marry him and pulled what I think of as a margaret-rutherford-as-miss-marple-upon-being-told-to-go-away-by-an-impertinent-young-upstart-face.
I love Pinterest for keeping track of all these ideas although you do need to make sure you credit things properly - not least so they link back to the original tutorials. There is so much craftyness out there! It makes me happy to know there are so many of us making away in our spare time out there. But I don't find all these already on Pinterest and just repin them. Here are some blogs that have been inspiring me lately...
To help keep up with blogs I've developed an addiction to the Flipboard app. It's free and you can set up whatever you want to keep an eye on. I've got UK News, Technology, Science which gathers all the top stories from social media and the internet and lets me skim through them. Then I've also got Google Reader as another with all the blogs I read set up. Google Reader is free too and is soooo easy to use. I've then got the CRAFT website as a separate section as they update so often it floods my other blogs otherwise and then Flickr as another one again. I now read the latest blog posts on my way home each evening. I've been catching up on so many more posts than I would usually be able to read and with less effort than looking at the sidebar on my own blog to see who has updated. Result. It can only leave more time for crafting.
I wish someone would pay me to endorse stuff I love anyway.
Bleh. I'm off now to watch Volcanos LIVE and tear colourful pages out of magazines to make into a vase. And possibly a mess.
I am not amazing at sewing straight lines. My mind wanders. This was therefore not a natural project for me - but was something I'd been wanting to try for a while. Bargello Patchwork.
I have loved Bargello Embroidery for a long time and became intrigued by the patchwork after seeing some at the Festival of Quilts. The larger pieces are pretty mental.
The one above is actually quite 'normal' compared to the ones I've been looking at with the assistance of the "Twist and Turn Bargello Quilts" book (non-affiliate link) and if you look at that click on the extra images for more mind bending examples.) It all starts with strips the same width being sewn together going from light to dark in your chosen colourway.
There is also much emphasis on ironing your seams one way or another.
I stuck with this for this stage but regretfully failed to follow through and am seeing the consequences now. Luckily my aim for the finished object doesn't succeed or fail on the basis on lying completely flat.
I envisage a set of four placemats. But that's enough sewing for today so we shall see if it becomes something else in the interim.
I seem to have a lot of projects on the go in different crafts at the moment. As I see it the list is...
Bargello patchwork possible placemats (as above)
Wedding shawl in amazing handspun silk (about 2/3 done)
Yellow Opal socks in garter stitch (almost finished second one)
Wedding waistcoat for Andy (need to make second trial one)
Wedding quilt for Sian and Mark (at the quilting stage then needs binding)
Bunting duvet for Sian and Mark (still being planned)
Secret cross-stitch (half of the chart designed)
Succulent garden (bowl, soil, gravel and one succulent acquired)
Letter wallet (surface embroidery on top of crazy patchwork almost complete)
Pickled swedish herring (mason jar, vinegar, herbs acquired - being thwarted by lack of herring)
Cat embroidery in straight stitch (half done)
I think this list says quite a lot really. I've always marvelled at people who work on one thing at a time and I used to think I craved that at work. But this really is how I work best. A little bit of patchwork, a few rows of knitting, an hour of embroidery, back to the knitting, look at succulent types online, design a bit of cross stitch. I do wonder if I have some compulsion to never be still and put myself under pressure to do all this stuff sometimes but then I do seem to really enjoy it. And having said that, that's enough blogging and I think the shawl deserves an hour or so of my attention.
Pooch took me out for an extremely posh and nice dinner last night. I basically killed it in knee high red boots and an original 1964 clutch bag Mater had given me for my birthday.
Because yes, it was my birthday yesterday. I had a pretty awesome day. Multiple presents (that's the way uhuh uhuh I like it uhuh uhuh) including a solution to the cat conundrum I had not previously considered from my sister.
Plus the aforementioned bag.
Isn't it amazing? Look at this attention to detail. Little divuts cut out where the shoulder strap finding pops out if you choose to use the shoulder strap.
They don't make em like that anymore. Not in Primark anyway.
The day itself was spent in leisurely pursuit of a tidy flat and a few more rows on the lace shawl. Both achieved and having suited and booted myself I was off to Hawksmoor in Guildhall (near Bank). It was well lush. Lush that is until about 3.30am this morning when I started feeling somewhat uncomfortable. Pooch tells me it can't be food poisoning because we shared everything and he had a lot more of it than I did. But I dunno. Seems like a big coincidence timing wise for it to be a stomach bug.
That said it was a glorious meal for which I am truly grateful. I stand blog before you now as a 34 year old woman, no pets, no kids, divorced and dating her ex-husband.
So much for blogger saving draft posts. This is the second time I've written this. Curse you blogger!
#27 Oscar Wilde and a Death of No Importance by Gyles Brandreth
A rather odd story full of juxtapositions - sexuality vs abstinence, poor vs rich, adoration vs loathing, london vs paris etc. Oscar starts the book by discovering a murder but doesn't tell anyone or report it until the body has been removed and the netire room stripped and polished. With beeswax. Conan Doyle again turns up and Oscar's similarity to Sherlock and then Mycroft Holmes is emphasised as he jumps about coming to all sorts of conclusions. The charactors in this are well written but I have some toruble believing that so many of them could be such good liars. Lies are very tiring and hard to keep track of, in my experience.
#28 I am the only Running Footman by Martha Grimes
A Martha Grimes book and a good one. These books all look like they'll be typical 'cosies' until you get into them. They're intelligent and well written with wit and good character development. By the end you expect to find out whodunnit but it's not always the way with this series and this is one where I ended up reading the ending a few times over because it was so ambiguous. After reading four in a go a few years back I was astonished to find out the author is american and lives somewhere like Texas. She writes of London and the countryside with utter conviction. These tend to be out of print in the UK but are current in the US. If you find one in a second hand shop I'd definitely recommend it.
#29 Bryant and May and the Memory of Blood by Christopher Fowler
Oooof, I do love these books. Again these are set very firmly in England but usually very much in London and the author is himself a Londoner this time. The last two were based more or less within the underground tube system while this one keeps us above ground and plays around with the Punch and Judy stories. A powerful man - is he being punished or is he living out his own passion? The usual inhabitants of the Peculiar Crimes Unit are in place along with several favourites including the amazingly long suffering Alma who explains very calmly at one point how being Bryant's housekeeper is her way of showing respect to God. I would recommend this series to anyone at great length.
#30 The Case of the Murdered Muckraker by Carola Dunn
Oh dear. Sometimes an otherwise reliable author drops something like this into the mix. Personally I try to tell myself they had received an unexpected tax bill or needed to pay a ransom or something, because otherwise they never would have wanted this published in their name. Daisy is in some part of america - her husband is in another. I can't remember why now. It's not really important. Except I think they're on honeymoon. I wish I'd honeymooned somewhere different to where Pooch did. Anyway. She sees someone get shot and fall down a lift shaft. And so she drags herself into the investigation and gets in the way and some stuff happens and they end up flying cross country in a plane piloted by...a black woman pilot! I almost stopped reading this one. I'm just glad it was a library book because it would have depressed me to have bought it.
#31 The Lamorna Wink by Martha Grimes
I only finished this one last night so it is still very much with me and kind of echoing around my head as I go back over what happened. My only criticism would be that there wasn't enough Jury. But in his absence you got to see how the individual characters acted without him so it was quite clever to do that. Melrose has gone to Cornwall to view a property he saw in a magazine and to try and get away from his ghastly Aunt. Two small children drowned there with their bodies found hand in hand four years earlier and now there has been another death and a disappearance and Macalvie is on the case. As with #28 these books are a delight. This one does have a definite culprit but how things were done and turned out the way they did is multi-layered and complicated and haunting. It sounds trite but these are the kind of books where you regret they have finished and miss their absence.
Sister 1 came to visit this weekend. It has been pretty epic and is not over yet. The goal was the acquisition of her wedding shoes (she gets married in December). Goal acquired.
We celebrated the finding of the shoes (Irregular Choice) in somewhere I didn't even know existed outside of Brighton. Choccywoccydoodah has a shop and cafe just off Carnaby Street. For the sake of my ever expanding wasitline it is probably best I didn't know it was there.
The shop contains examples of their fantasy cakes. The cafe upstairs is like somewhere vampiric, chocolate-loving, ladies-who-lunch would hang out.
Sian looked like she was about to be crowned by the ludicrous lampshade.
We had accidentally found the wedding shoes in the first shop which theoretically meant game over, go home. But no. Five shoe shops and a Beyond Retro later and my plates of meat were doing the tendinitis tango and I had to head home. Sian bravely carried on. She's a trooper.
She got back to find me knitting. What else. She asked me about cross-stitch. "Is it difficult? Could I do it?" Never ask an enabler if you can do something. Thirty seconds later she had aida, threads and a pattern of a dog that looks like her dog.
She carried on with it this morning and free style embellished.
I am *SO* freaking proud. She's ordered a kit online to do more. This is already the best day ever. My sister. Crafting. Squee.
Speaking of the lace.
Going nicely. No counting either which I am a big fan of. As long as each half ends on the end of a pattern repeat you know you're doing fine and you stop when it's big enough. Nice.
The Sianathon didn't end with cross stitch. We decided to order a little sushi for dinner. I almost passed out with joy when I saw it arrive.
It's from Poppy Hana in Bermondsey which does free delivery over £15. So good. The eating doesn't end there either. This being a blowout weekend we are off in about 45 mins to eat Dim Sum by the riverfront in Canary Wharf. I can almost hear the pork buns calling me from here. My only sadness is that I won't be travelling there dressed like my hero.
Finished! The only modelled photo is sans buttons.
But with buttons...
The buttons were from my giant stash. The pattern calls for four but I only had the three. I um'd and ah'd about whether to go with blue or dark brown but am glad I chose these.
The weather in the UK has done one of those sweet little u-turns. Jumped about 8 degrees in one day only to jump back down again the next day.
Sadly these things only seem to happen on weekdays when I have to stay in the office. Heat does not suit heavy yarns which is why I'm glad to be knitting with beauuuuuutiful silk laceweight. There is no point photographing it at the moment because it looks like a haemorrhoid - but the shawl for Nic's wedding is happily underway.
I had a monster migraine on Monday which has put the kibosh on further crafting this week. Plus my medium sister comes to stay tomorrow on the search for shoes for her wedding so that will be more shopping than crafting. However I am sure I'll manage to fit another repeat into the shawl and maybe even pin it out to take some photos at some point.
I'm still crafting away like the zombies are coming to steal my supplies. This weekend I've made the pattern and the rough sample for the Groom's waistcoat for Nickerjac's wedding. No pics but I will share the process after the wedding has actually happened.
I've also made myself a coaster and a swap partner a fabric wrapped bowl.
I love these things and they are so easy to make. Any sewing machine will make one without complaint as long as you have a zig zag stitch (my swap partner likes 'shabby chic' so I'm hoping white and flowery patterns fit the bill).
There is a tutorial here but it's also very intuitive. I made one of these as part of my swap with QuiteContrary but I have also made others before.
I get my clothes lines from the pound shop and go for the ones that look quite raffia-ish as they are a good size and easy for the needle to go through. Then you use any scrap fabric (as long as the pieces are at least 1" thick and off you go.
I have thought a lot about why I've been on such a craft bender for the last few weeks/months. I think Pinterest has a lot to do with it. My 'Crafty Inspirations' Board in particular means I am frequently reminded of creative opportunities and I am still on the site most days seeing what is inspiring others. In fact I repinned this from someone else on Friday because it resonated.
...makes me think of this jumper I saw on Flowermouse Blog (which I follow)...
...and how I want to use my own cat motif with the paperdolls jumper on Ravelry. And also how I have a cat embroidery on the go that I haven't even blogged about and so I do a bit more on that.
For today I am hoping to finish the Livingstone Cardigan from the last Interweave Magazine. Half the collar and the i-cord toggle loops to go plus choosing some suitably toggly buttons from the stash. I also made some resin pendants yesterday (I was about to make a sandwich and decided to do the resin pouring instead - you know how it is) so I need to photograph those and list them on Etsy. Then...who knows. I might swatch for the shawl I'll wear to the wedding, or make some more bunting, or do some more cross stitch planning, or....
This is what my colleague and I were singing on Tuesday when we left the office. We were on our way to Bristol to go to the zoo...for an event I had organised. It went really well and was structured such that we both got the occasional half hour to sneak off. I got bitten by a Lorikeet.
Twice.
Awesome.
I am not a big zoo aficionado and prefer that if animals have to be kept in captivity they have somewhere like Longleat to live in, but as far as zoos go Bristol's is very good. Sadly I couldn't go too far because of my amazing legs. It turns out the 'shin splints' diagnosis I was given in January was WRONG. Not only wrong but the exercises they gave me were making things worse. I actually have Posterior Tibial Tendinitis in BOTH legs. Yes, it is very painful. I have to walk as little as possible, use ice packs at least twice a day, sleep with my legs elevated and avoid ibuprofen unless I can't stand the pain. I'm having insoles made that should help but in the meantime it's sports massage on the soles of my feet and calves which will be agonisingly painful at the time and leave me bruised and hobbling for a few days afterwards. Bonza.
Fortunately none of this stopped me meeting up with Mary on Monday to exchange parcels for the Spring into Summer Swap. She was uber generous.
She told me a lovely story about seeing the leaf and immediately thinking of me many months ago before the swap came up. She also made the beads herself. So delicate and clever. Close up:
Then the nom's and some yarny goodness. The lovehearts were the 'local' item as they are made near her.
A new playmate for me to photograph in unlikely situations and a book which is a classic I had ashamedly never even heard of. I've been glomming through it a few pages at a time while tucked up in bed.
And then....
I played with the colour settings on my laptop so the photo above probably looks a bit fake but I was trying to show the actual colour of the handspun silk plied with silk that is just so darn awesome I don't really know what else to say. And talk about timely. I'd been looking for a yarn to knit into a shawl to wear with the dress I'm donning for Nickerjac's wedding. And lo! This matches it perfectly. Close up:
I didn't alter this one so you can see the red, off-white and turquoise it is plied with. So perfectly balanced - I couldn't be happier!
Exchanging swap parcels in person was a very good idea and we had a good natter as well. A perfect way to start the week!
