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I had such a fabulous morning at my sewing group. It is very new and we are all just starting to get to know each other. I took along fabric and pattern books to cut out the pattern for a lovely, big, voluptuous bag, however we were lucky enough to enjoy a spot of sunshine so we sat on the deck and chatted about past, present and future projects instead. Our host had the perfect venue for a bit of ‘time out’ and despite not starting the project I do not think it was a waste of time or anything like that. I so enjoyed picking up hints and tips and planning things we are going to attempt as a group and as individuals. I think I may be one of the more inexperienced sewists but will try my best. I can’t wait to produce something I can show off to everyone – although it’s a bit scary having shown everyone a photo of what it should look like! I make no promises mine will be as professional!
I was thinking about the word ‘sewists’. Why are we ‘sewists’? Why not ‘sewers? Well, obviously when you see it written down it has different connotations! However, why aren’t knitters called ‘knitists’ or plumbers ‘plumbists’ and electrians ‘electricitisists’ and so on? There are probably linguists out there cringeing when they see this. I guess there is an easy explanation.
Now I have sorted out all the fabric I have – oh my, there’s an awful lot there – much of it was ‘hiding’ in a cupboard untouched for months. I have knitting still on needles too, that is my first love. I have my work cut out (and lots of pleasure) for the next few weeks, don’t I? Yippee.
Happy crafting everyone. I shall chart my progress, big or small. Tonight I am doing a ‘taxi’ run for my son who is out at a concert. I am already missing that crafting time at home!
Photo just uploaded – sorry it took a few days – I hope the baby comes soon as I can’t wait to see someone wearing it!
Last night I completed one of my knitting projects and I pat myself on the back for it. I have to do it myself as husband and son are not exactly forthcoming with compliments. They are used to me always sitting knitting and they don’t take much notice of the type of yarn/garment/size of item/colour of wool in my hands. (I have always struggled to train them and have almost given up! However, I suspect I show the same amount of interest over whatever football match they watch on tv.) I blogged last week that I was clicking away to finish a baby hoodie for an imminent arrival – luckily the baby has not arrived, although the mum has been told to take it easy so I have finished in good time. Hurrah! I will pop a pic on the next post (sorry camera not to hand as I write…
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I have been browsing through a few blogs and see many people here that are well settled in their choice of current activity (or inactivity). I think I must be having a (mid) life crisis! I put the (brackets) in as I can’t imagine I am ‘mid’ way through my life – there is much more to do and see – and anyway, what is the age for ‘mid’ life these days? I am hoping, as long as I have my faculties (or at least think I still have) that by the time I reach what should be my autumn years science will have invented something to give me another few hefty, healthy ones on top, possibly making me live to 120 or similar! I have so many knitting projects I would like to do that I need a few more years on top of what nature offers! I don’t know if it’s just this week of not working that has given me too much time to muse about life in general, or if one thing has triggered something that has been underlying for a while.
Being at home a lot has definitely made me notice the scruffiness of things around me, but it has not spurred me to actually get down to work and physically sort them out. I notice chipped woodwork, peeling wallpaper, dust around the ornaments (might have to start living a bit more minimalistic!), my slight slovenly style has obviously become a little out of control. I have been ignoring my husband’s hints, in fact, I have become quite vocal on the way he should let me just ‘live my life’, and ‘I have a job too’! He, love him, can be quite tolerant at times, then he is away a lot, and when I do tidy up it’s a big one that we all notice. That’s one problem of being a crafty person but living with more of a neat freak. Knitting, well, that usually soothes me, but this week I have thinking more about it than actually doing it. Having not done any sewing for a long time, I did actually do some of that this week, but I realized how much fabric and notions I have and they need a good sort out! Exercise, mmmm, went to the gym once when I could have gone many times (tut tut I just have no get up and go this week!).
I am not sure where I want to be in a year’s time. Should I have a life plan? Six years or so ago we had a bit of a crisis and we made a huge decision to purchase a holiday home as somewhere familiar to visit and unwind in. We should be there this week but we were unable to go. Maybe that’s the ‘trigger’ for the mood swing this week, so maybe I have just answered my own question.
However, I have been a bit of a grumpy mare on and off for a while. I am of a ‘certain’ age, as some readers might have guessed, so maybe this is a ‘phase’ I have to go through. Unfortunately it is one thing males in our species do not suffer, although some would say they suffer at the hands of females at this time of their life! I shall be looking into alternative ways to gee myself up as soon as I have posted this! What’s the therapy? The written word and a creative mind!
Today I thought I would have a go at redesigning a wearable garment by getting out my hardly used sewing machine. Recently I joined a local sewing group. I met a nice bunch of ladies who sew many different things, garments, accessories, cross stitch, embroidery, quilts, we all have ‘sewing’ in common in one way or another and many have been inspired by the recent fabulous tv show, The Great British Sewing Bee. What a great programme that was! I watched all the last four episodes back to back and I was in awe of everyone’s skill and confidence. Recently I’ve bought a few summery garments in charity shops that don’t fit or suit me properly in their current style and have grand intentions on changing them all (!) so I can wear them or use them. So, with that in mind, my first sewing project was to amend a lovely blue and lime green dress. It was my size, fitted perfectly from the waist down, but was too wide at the shoulders. I decided to take out the side zip, chop it in half, add a waistband and ta-dah I now have a skirt. I just went for it, without too much hand-wringing! I realized the ‘skills’ used (I use the word ‘skills’ loosely as I can be a bit of a bodger) were those I learnt as a 12 year old at school. I could still remember the teacher patiently explaining how to cut, pin, tack and stitch. How important was that tacking – I used to think it was a huge waste of time! Little did I realize then that I was learning something that would come in handy x years later. I really disliked our textiles lessons and didn’t take them after that year at school.
Then, another coincidence came later today. I made macaroni and cheese for dinner (a bit of an easy dinner, but I am on ‘holiday’ this week!). I melted butter, added flour, gradually coaxed in milk, with black pepper and mustard, just a simple cheese sauce. I have made this many, many times. I realized I learnt how to make this the same year at school, when I was 12. Again, I gave up Home Economics the following year.
The ‘life’ skills I learnt that year (there were probably many more, and in previous and subsequent years of course) have obviously brought fruition. I wonder what ‘life skills’ today’s 12 year olds are learning. My own son has passed that age. He goes to a mixed sex school, and I was pleased they all had a chance to try textiles and cookery. Textiles was a bit of a disaster – I have a book bag that says ‘M’ on it, instead of MUM – he ran out of time making it, bless him, and it is something I treasure. With the cookery, most lessons went ok, apart from the chicken pasta bake which gave me severe food poisoning! Yes, really!
Most kids today seem to spend their days on electronic gadgets, unless they are particularly sporty. Are life skills for this era going to be ‘quick fingers on keypads’, ‘text talk’, ‘how to ignore the world around you’ ?? Just wondering what life skills my own son will look back in years to come and think ‘I learnt that when I was 12’…
Last night I completed one of my knitting projects and I pat myself on the back for it. I have to do it myself as husband and son are not exactly forthcoming with compliments. They are used to me always sitting knitting and they don’t take much notice of the type of yarn/garment/size of item/colour of wool in my hands. (I have always struggled to train them and have almost given up! However, I suspect I show the same amount of interest over whatever football match they watch on tv.) I blogged last week that I was clicking away to finish a baby hoodie for an imminent arrival – luckily the baby has not arrived, although the mum has been told to take it easy so I have finished in good time. Hurrah! I will pop a pic on the next post (sorry camera not to hand as I write this).
So today I returned to another recent knitting project, a summer top. I had been happy to put it down for a couple of weeks as it hasn’t exactly been the type of weather to need it. It has been nice to get back into the rhythm of a larger item, once I had worked out where I was with the shaping. I did a few rows after breakfast then just a few rows more after dinner tonight. It’s my next project to complete and perhaps I have been spurred on with the beautiful weather we had this Bank Holiday Weekend. Here in the South East of the UK it was actually sunny for two days in a row – and I have sunburned shoulders to prove it! Silly me!
I had a peek in my craft room too today and was a bit freaked out when I admit what I have on needles. I have been hiding projects, only from myself though! If I undid (known as FROGGED) some of my projects (known as WIPs or Works In Progress), I suspect my needle wrap would be a bit more bulky and I would realise how many of the same size pairs of needles I actually own. I don’t think I am the only one who has moved onto another project and had to purchase another pair of needles to go with it as previous needles were already being utilized. How many 4mm needles do I own? At least one set in this new top, one set just finished with, one set in a cotton cardi being made for last summer, one circular in another wrap front top, oh my goodness, not sure I can continue! I think a true knitter is someone who does have more than one project on the go. I definitely fit the bill. Do I just get bored and move on? Do I panic when it gets complicated or goes wrong? Looking for someone else to confess they have a stash of knitting WIPS……
Is there a certain type of person who looks like a knitter? Do teenagers knit? I’ve been invigilating.
Today I was in my ‘other’ job, not the knitting one. I invigilate teenagers taking exams at a senior school in Kent, UK, which basically means they sit there in silence writing their papers whilst I and other ‘responsible adults’ supervise and make sure they have the equipment they need and that they don’t cheat. Obviously I was paying attention to the kids in the sports hall; there they were diligently heads down scribbling away (well, most of them were) but my mind started wandering. I got to thinking about whether many (any?) of them were knitters outside school. Some might say this is a brain wandering off very oddly, but others will totally understand there are only so many ways you keep alert in a sports hall of 150+ silent students. Anyone else out there ever invigilated? On other occasions I have counted girls vs boys, redheads vs blondes, boring shoes vs trendy shoes, those with pencil cases vs those without… and so on (told you my brain can wander!) Today I tried to imagine any of them picking up knitting needles and making something. There was the standard bunch of kids with ‘attitude’, and those others who consider themselves so ‘high fashion’ they would never dream of having anything homemade (god forbid!), or non-designer (what do they know? a knitter can be the most original ‘designer’ of one offs). There were those extra studious looking kids who might not consider knitting academic (little do they know that knitters sometimes learn the most complicated stitch patterns and knitting terms way beyond anything ever taught at school). There were big kids and little kids. There were well dressed and not so well dressed kids. There were capable kids and those who looked completely stumped by some of the questions and sat looking into space. I could imagine absolutely no-one in the hall with sticks and yarn! I wasn’t looking for anyone in a homemade cardigan or handcrafted hair band. There is a school uniform everyone has to wear albeit sometimes they do so in their own ‘style’ (imagine wonky ties, a different sweatshirt sneakily worn under the blazer, fancy socks rather than boring black poking out beneath trousers, painted fingernails, false eyelashes (oh yes!)).
There isn’t a standard ‘look’ of a knitter or a ‘style’ we all have, or is there? I would like to throw that question out to everyone. I know knitters of various ages and we all have our own styles. They aren’t all grandmas, they aren’t all new ageists knitting with home grown hemp, they aren’t all first time mums desperate to make their newborn handmade cuddle sacks. We are a mixed bunch. We all look different. How about you and people you know who knit?