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Archive for October, 2012

New sewing machine and first project!

Last week I had a birthday. My son and his family came to stay and I had a wonderful week. There were some flowers and cards- ( Only just took the photo, for those who read yesterdays post)

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and Mr T took us all out for a meal, that’s me with my Dad- Master T, Miss J and Mr T. Mrs T kindly took the photo

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And my husband gave me a lovely new sewing machine. I couldn’t try it with a house full of family, so yesterday was the day I tried it. I was scared and excited all at the same time, it is much whizzier than the one I have been using for the last xxx years to make dressing up clothes, shoe bags and things of that ilk. This is an altogether new experience.

I put it on the table in its box and had a good look at the outside

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I got it out of the box

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and then out of the case

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I got out the instruction manual. I started with the names of parts- I am sure there is a poem called the Naming of Parts- I must look it up- anyway this naming of parts was suitably impressing ( scared me to pieces!)

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I gave myself a good talking too and got going with some practice material

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Which were pretty rubbish and I faffed around with tension wheels and goodness knows what else.

Another good talking too later and I remembered watching Master T last week. Now why is it as adults ( and I do not think I am alone) we expect to be able to do everything instantly. At least I had tried to read the xxx manual!

Last week I had been playing with Master T and had constructed a tower of 4 Duplo bricks and put them on top of a Duplo car. On observing this tower Master T had spent a really concentrated 20 minutes taking the 4 bricks apart and re building the tower, taking it apart and re-building it- he must have done it 20, 30 times before he was satisfied he could do it, then he turned his attention to the car, put the tower on the car, took it off, rebuilt the tower, put it back on the car- you get the picture.

Thank you Master T! I went back to the manual- not only had I not put the bobbin in correctly I had not threaded it right either. Finally happy I knew what to do I had a think about what to practice on, because by now I knew I need practice before getting going on one of the numerous projects I have in mind. I had a rummage through my fabric stash. I found this..

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A small pack of fabric squares I had bought from a charity shop last year and waiting for a use. Perfect I would make  a cushion (pillow). Here goes…

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I made a Suffolk puff, and added a button, and had completed my first project on my scary new sewing machine…a little less scary than it had been in the morning! What do you think?

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Halloween wooliness and just because he’s cute!

I was determined last night to knit a pumpkin. I had the wool, I had a pattern , I had bought the pack of 4 double ended needles. What I hadn’t allowed for was not having a clue how to use the needles. When I ended up with all the stitches on one needle drastic action was called for. A  BODGE! Loosely based on the pattern I was trying to follow, I managed to create one knitted pumpkin!

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And here’s the book I got the pattern from I was trying to follow

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Last week I had staying with me my eldest son and his family. I made Master T a hat suitable for this time of year, and I liked it so much I made another which is now winging it’s way to Master H, down south!

Here is the hat modeled by Master T.

 

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Can’t see it well enough – here’s a couple more photos

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And because he is so cute, here he is in some more of my creations!

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Monterrey (US) to Manchester (UK)

Well we have now reached the final leg of our wonderful road trip. We are in Monterrey Bay (spell check is insisting that it should be double r here but I am not convinced).

I have not mentioned Mary Lou our sat nav (GPS) recently because she has been very good and just getting us places but over the next two days, she comes into her own and is well, Inspired and Bold! Even the car with no name has not been loosing herself in car parks- mostly because in Barstow we lost her after dinner for 10 minutes in the dark and after that parked in places we could make a note of and not forget.

By now we were feeling pretty tired. I certainly was suffering from motel fatigue,i.e. all motels were looking the same and merging into one. I have to say that the one we stayed in Monterrey was a cut above the others. It was cleaner and the managers were extremely pleasant and helpful. Effort had been made with flowers on the landings in hangings tubs etc. It was a bit disconcerting the first night as I took a shower- first I could the hear the Last Post ( naval college near by) and then surely not…sea lions? There was a sea life centre in Monterrey, was that it?

We loved Monterrey, on the second night we were there(Tuesday) there was a really good street market in the late afternoon. The most wonderful fruit and veggies- we treated ourselves to some strawberries, and would you believe it handmade knitted crafts and bags etc.

The light over the sea was just wonderful, an artists dream. Not certain my photos will do it justice, so you may just have to check it out for yourself! On our last proper day we took the 17 mile Drive to Carmel. There is one more ” Vertigo” location for you, I think we found the right spot.. hard to tell as Hitchcock, seems to have had a go at improving the place for artistic reasons.let me know what you think, if you are Vertigo fan.

As we sat near the beach in Carmel, it suddenly came to me why I had heard of it. Clint Eastwood and the ice creams I said. Pardon says Eric.Ice cream eating was banned in the streets or was it a bill board selling ice creams- there was a bye law or something and Clint Eastwood who lives here became mayor or something to fight it. Not quite certain of the actual details, but the gist is correct. Carmel did look pretty well healed and was well very pretty. You wouldn’t want it looking like Fisherman’s Wharf at Monterrey, I can see that…but I do like ice cream!

Anyway time for some pics

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See what I mean about the light

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And below is a timely reminder that we were on the St Andreas line and at risk…

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And here’s the explanation for the noise I heard in my shower..

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Can’t see them- let’s have another look

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That’s one of Eric’s photos. Here’s another which shows what I mean about the extraordinary light..

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And finally here is the last Vertigo location – the Lone Cyprus tree, where Madelaine provides more evidence of being possessed by Carlotta

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What do you think- is that the right place?I think so.

And so it is nearly the end. We miss a turning on our way home and Mary Lou is inspired- in we go to a college campus, round a few buildings , into a car park and back onto the road, virtually opposite our motel. Are we allowed to do that I ask. Well we just did!

And time to bid farewell to the car with no name

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Onto the last leg of our trip. We can’t face the freeway and opt for a leisurely drive up the coast, stopping at a delightful town called Half Moon Bay,how could it not be lovely with a name like that.

And so towards San Fransisco, and we miss the turning for our final motel… Oh Mary Lou, how could I have been so rude. She is magnificent- with great aplomb we find our selves directed towards the airport, through domestic arrivals and back out miraculously it seems to me on the right road in this junction to cap all spaghetti junctions! Not quite certain we are allowed to do this….

So this is nearly the end. Up betimes in the morning for the two flights home. 8am departure, 8am arrival in Manchester, home again on Friday afternoon.

Home to a big pile of mail on the doorstep, to cold and rain, to two big suitcases of washing, to lots of memories of the most wonderful holiday ever, to my dear Dad, to my boys and to my Mum, and

I DO NOT BELIEVE THIS- HOW COULD THEY HAVE SURVIVED WITHOUT ME OR ANYONE LOOKING AFTER THEM?

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Tomato soup anyone?

As always all comments welcome. Normal posts will resume.

to be continued…Next Year says Eric

 

 

 

 

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St Juan Baptiste-Vertigo Locations and a textile fest!

I have tried to think of a better title for this post today, but have failed- no song has come to mind at all! We visited St Juan, California, 4 years ago and loved it so much we just had to come back. First of all it appears thrice as a location in the film Vertigo- Hitchcock- After this blog there will be one more location to share. We visited others 4 years ago and I think that later on in the year I will do a post just about the locations and put them in chronological film order!

St Juan is one of a string of missions established along the California coast line by the Spanish, to spread Christianity. Unfortunately built on the St Andreas fault line and so is at risk of earthquakes at anytime. Indeed there was a devastating earthquake, and so all the buildings have now been made safe.

So the first “Vertigo” locations is the Bell Tower- not quite as it looks in the film as Hitchcock added the bell tower through what was then known to audiences as “trick photography”.

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The Plaza Hotel is used for the court scene.Although in “real life” the hotel was not a court at one time there was a plan that it should be.

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And finally the stable scene

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OK, so that’s it for film locations for now! Now one of my big passions in life is crafts, and this blog is normally about crafts- this last week has been a departure from the norm. What I found is that you can take the gal away from the crafts, but she will always find some! There is a wonderful museum here, full of gorgeous textiles, embroideries and vintage toys, costumes, all depicting the early days of American life!

If you like this sort of thing, then sit back and enjoy the photos!

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Only Three More!

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the last one!

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As always, comments, questions and feedback welcomed! Tomorrow is all about one of my favourite authors, John Steinbeck when we visit Salinas, Monteray and Cannery Row!

 

 

 

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If you go down to the woods today…

Oh yes! On the next part to Cathy and Eric’s big California adventure we went to the woods in style! And we did see BEARS! So without further ado…

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Can’t see the bear- well quite near the top and half way along there is a black dot- that would be the bear, which we spotted when we stopped to see the view. We were very excited– hardly had we got back into the car and rounded the bend then there crossing the road right in front of us was a BEAR. Oh Wow- Eric says get the video camera , get the video camera- I did and just managed to capture the bear reaching the verge and disappearing down the hillside. You will have to take my word for it because the video is still on the camera and not in our computers yet.

So off on our way again, after the second highlight of the trip.

To the woods- or Forest- this one

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These trees are seriously impressive- sit back and enjoy

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Not the tallest trees, but BIG

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I mean REALLY BIG

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even the fir cones are big

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so I spent a lot of time doing this again..

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The next day we visited the King’s Canyon. Not as impressive as the Grand Canyon nor Yosemite where we went 4 years ago. Never the less it too is pretty impressive- have a look

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and a waterfall

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And coming next to this blog…. one for Vertigo fans and lovers of textiles…

as always all  comments and feedback welcomed. Hope you enjoyed your visit.

Raindrops keep falling!

Well we are still traveling through the desert on the next day of Cathy and Eric’s big adventure. It’s hot and the freeway is getting boring. We pull into a turnout (Layby (UK)- I am learning the lingo!) and consult the map and a shortcut/ detour is agreed. Marylou is behaving herself- turns out Eric forgot to tell her we were leaving Williams yesterday and not going there! So we inform Marylou (GPS) of the change of plan and get going again.

Eric is singing / humming- recognizable of a Fistful of Dollars now and I am thinking a lot about Paul Newman and Robert Redford………. cowboy country?

I notice that the next two places are called Johannesburg and Randsburg- we speculate on the names. Then we see a sign to turn off to Randsburg one mile, living ghost town. This we cannot miss.

And this is what we found

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Randsburg until recently had a thriving gold mine, until it was ” no longer viable ” to mine the gold- slightly reminiscent of what happened to Britain’s coal mines. The people of the town decided to stay put and become a living museum. They don’t understand why more people don’t come and neither do we. It’s great. Have a look..

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We stopped to chat to several people who were lovely to talk too. We spoke to two men who had worked in the mine, I left them with Eric to put the world to rights- here

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And went for a look round and a conversation with the lady inside. It’s about 1/4 museum/shop and 3/4 this

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and I know it’s all kitsch, but it is fun

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And then we went in here

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for this

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and lo- a lovely little shop inside- with groceries, books and  pictures and posters- and one of “The Gathering” with Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid! Just had to but it for my son Mr T!

Well worth the detour!

to be continued- love your feedback and comments…

 

Getting our kicks!

The town of Williams where we were staying was the last town on Route 66  to be passed by the new freeway. The town makes the most of its’ heritage, although maybe a little kitch? We loved it! First we could walk round the town at night from the motel- no need to get in the car just to cross the road. Next I am a big John Steinbeck fan. The Grapes of Wrath tells the story of a dust bowl family in the 1930’s who were tractored off their land- ie the tractors just came along and knocked down their home, in the interests of big agri business. The family along with many others makes the long and difficult journey from Oklahoma along Route 66 to California, tempted by handbills offering work picking crops- peaches, grapes, cotton, oranges. When they arrive, after loosing three family members along the route, they find that rather a lot of other people had the same idea. Which means that what work there is , is at a barely subsistence rate. Then the rains come! The ending of this book caused such an outcry at the time that it was banned,and Steinbeck was suspected as being a Communist.

Also we are children of the 60’s so we just love the Rolling Stones, so route 66 was definitely on our road trip agenda.

So here is Williams- enjoy it for what it is!

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When the freeway was built, the old Route 66 was abandoned, signs taken down, and places left to become derelict. Whoever made this decision got things wrong. Lots of people want to travel down route 66. So signs have gone back up, and if you have a suitable vehicle and don’t mind the odd pothole, you can still get your kicks.

So we left Willaims for our next destination, back across the desert (104F!) , determined to find a small section of Route 66 suitable for the car with no name. Marylou (sat nav,GPS) had been given another chance to do things right! Humph! Within a mile she tried to turn us round, and so on every exit she tried to turn us round, every gap in the central reservation she suggested a U turn. She was silenced before to long. And then…

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Oh yes!

And then we filled up here

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And paid here

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But didn’t eat here

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We did drive a bit of the old road before we thought about the car hire agreement and potholes and came back again!

Love to have any comments…

to be continued

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