So it's been off with all the woollies and getting reacquainted with all those pretty Summery frocks, instead.
I missed three weeks of crafty Wednesday mornings whilst I was away so off I trotted on Wednesday, eager to catch up on all the news. I wasn't very organised so I grabbed my trusty hexys to take. It is really growing now, I say "it" because I'm not sure what I'm really making. I think I will just keep going, it can be a long-term project. So far, I've managed to keep all the hexys different and every time I get new vintage fabric, I chop a bit off for the hexy pile.
Stag and Bow ,where the open crafty morning is held, was looking lovely as always, and I was really pleased to see the new workshop timetable in print, with one of my 1940's style posies on the front cover. Bookings are now being taken for all workshops, including those I'm teaching (which are Patchwork and Quilting, 1940's Posies and English Paper Piecing). Come, come do, we'll have the best time together; crafting, munching and nattering!
Pascale always comes up with lovely window displays and I was particularly taken with this one, with its 1940's CC41 chair and giant biscuit cushions. I think I'd be forever hungry!
In preparation for my posies course, I'm working hard on reproducing lots of 1940's posy designs, whether from original patterns or original pieces in my collection. Last week, harebells.
Taking it rather more easy, have been the furry friends. Charlie Boy is not yet too bothered by the increase in temperature and his new favourite spot is the thrifty vintage hearth rug.
Jacky Ginge has wanted company and squeezed himself onto the chair in my Den.
Oh yes, I sorted out my stack of English paper pieced star blocks and added those which I made on holiday. This is a hand sewing project so I tend only to work on it when we're away. As such, it's very slow progress. I think I now have over twenty blocks. Each one takes a day to make from start to finish. Ooh, I do love a bit of fussy cutting.
It hasn't all been hard crafty slog (it's a hard job but somebody's got to do it!), there has been cake making (and eating) and lots of reading.
Cherry Menlove's new book is an absolute delight.
As is Sarah Moore's. Serious eye candy.
I started re-reading through lots of my vintage magazines, too. Mr HenHouse picked these up for me at a flea market. Oh, weren't those ladies of 1944 so very glamorous, despite the hard times they were living through? (A fave CC41 pinny in the background.)
One very exciting thing was the start of the car boot sale season, yipeeeee! We didn't manage to get up very early (I blame jet lag) but there were still the odd thrifty treasures to be found. Can't wait to make over this one, though I've given the paintwork a good clean and will be keeping the delightful primrose paint and cute transfers. I can concentrate on the bedding, my favourite bit.
More china and bakelite. How could I leave them behind? The pink bakelite pot with the crinoline lady lid came full of the cutest pink and blue hair curlers. All for £1. I think my favourite find was the dinky green floral-painted egg cup, though.
On Friday, I had the arduous task of considering which of my quilts Pascale might like to borrow to go into the window at Stag and Bow to promote the upcoming Patchwork and Quilting course. Hmmm...
I finally finished the scrappy tripalong by sewing on its name patch at crafty social Friday night (another fab free event at Stag and Bow).
And finally, the sun shone on Saturday, making the decision as regards what to wear for our outing, all the more difficult. Vintage it needed to be...
We left the car at home and let the train take the strain as we headed for Brighton and a fair dedicated to these beauties...
We didn't need another jukebox but they were fabulous to look at. We could, of course, consider all the other vintage delights on offer, from homewares to clothes to records.
Me? I came home with a 1930's green biscuit barrel and a 1950's frock with blue roses and a fabby spiky neckline! It is dead stock, I can't believe I am the first person to wear this beauty, sixty years on.
After a few glasses of wine, the twirling commenced (I'm wearing a vintage '50s net petticoat underneath). They don't make 'em like they used to!
Here's to another good week for one and all. Xxx
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