Well how did that week fly past so quick? One blink and then it's all been and gone again.
This week my mum gave me something precious of my dad's. She'd asked me ages ago if there was something of dad's that I'd like to have. Not an easy question to answer when what you really want is for everything to go back to how it was. Then as I was helping Little Bun with her maths homework last weekend, I remembered how I learnt to add numbers up to 15 so quickly. That led me to thinking about how dad had taught me to play crib on the old cribbage board that had been his grandparents.
We used to play a lot just the two of us. Another good memory to add to all of those that keep on popping up now and again. All I can remember of the game is counting up how many cards I'd have that added up to 15. Then as if by magic, on Tuesday my mum turns up with the crib board she'd found for me. Perfect timing in harmony with my memories. Now I just need to re-learn the rules so I can play the game with each of the Bun's and keep a tradition going as we were going to get dad to teach them when they were old enough.
After the work-a-day of the week Friday came not a minute too soon. A friend named Friday my respite day, which I pretty much guess it is. I sorted life stuff out first. Then I cuddled Pixie our rabbit and stared at the sky for a bit and watched the birds fly overhead while Alfie and the hens huddled round my feet. Bliss.
Next I decided a spot of happy shopping was needed. Cheery candles, yarn for wristwarmers and a few more annuals for winter reading by the fire all came back with me.
The purple and green yarn is planned to becomes wristwarmers for Little Bun. I chose her favourite shade of purple and set to click click click with my needles late last night.
First thing this morning something else with her in mind came in the posties van. Being a lover of all things purple, I knew she'd want something made from this wonderful purple and blue sheeting when I spied it on ebay. My head's thinking all manner of things from dresses to curtains. Not sure yet what it'll become, but I'm sure I'll know soon enough.
After the fabric excitement we were rushing off to Miss Rosey's school for her to help at the Open Morning. Little Bun had a look around herself as she'll be off to high school too next year. For Miss Rosey it was just a top morning with her new mates in the DT room. By the end of the morning she'd made an excellent red plastic clock in the shape of a cockerel's head. Little Bun, Mr and I had a good wander round, but spent far too much time sampling all the homemade biscuits by the kitchen. I wrapped quite a few in a napkin for later as I had the munchies bad.
When we got home I wanted a bit of sewing time, but couldn't settle to anything. I tried a dress out on Bell Bun, but it just wasn't working out right today. Instead I went for fabric chopping.
I've had another quilt in mind. Something simple, but slightly more advanced for me. I also made myself go back to the fabrics I haven't looked at for a while now. I needed to work with something completely different for this one I decided.
The plan is to make a flag shaped quilt which I found in Jane Brockett's quilty book. Instead of using white (for no other reason than I don't have any and I wanted to get going today) I decided some spots and ditsy florals as a contrast might work.
Now the fabric is chopped, I just need to make the triangles and plan where they're going and then off we go stitching it together on the machine. How I wish I didn't keep starting yet more things when there is so much looking at me saying do me first please.