I had a little unexpected time on Sunday and having been given a small craft kit decided to make it. I am being vague on purpose, it was a gift.
As I read the instructions which were very clear I realised the kit was intended for a child. Oh dear. The materials used were the cheapest and nastiest you can imagine. Some parts were supposed to be self adhesive, only the adhesive had missed at least half of one of the biggest bits, and two things which should have been self adhesive simply weren’t and in trying to peel the back off I broke it entirely.
Being an adult I battled through, but had I been a child I would have been put off crafting for life.
It was a reminder of when I worked with pre-school children and studied part-time for a year on pre school education. One tutor instilled in us the notion that you provide the best materials you can. Think of the paper known as scribble paper, which absorbs and spreads paint in a most unattractive way, or those awful nylon paint brushes and those paint blocks which don’t mix well with water whatever and how much you try, and how discouraging they all are.
I remember as a child wanting to plant flowers and being given my garden, a strip of soil beside a porch wall, with barely half an inch lying on concrete. Mr E whose Dad was a self-sufficient organic gardener back in the 1950’s gave him the bit under the hedge by the compost bin. Neither of us had much success.
How many children have been put off from learning a musical instrument by that first recorder, which really wasn’t of playable quality.
I know children can get through materials at an alarming rate, but there has to be a compromise , as my tutor said, provide the best you can. A timely reminder I thought for the approaching festive giving season. And if a child wants to garden give them a bit with good light and loam.
Were you give “nice ” materials as a child, or the cheapest? I often wonder if that is why I have a tendency to hoard craft materials, just in case there is a time when I can’t afford them.
Enough! It’s Secret Santa time for real now. I am just doing the knitting one this year. I have my recipient. Oh My, is she a talented lady. I have scrutinised and started to follow lots of blogs taking part in the swap this year, I am not ashamed of emulating the gifts made by others. And I have secret plans.. the car is in for its big service and MOT today, York and the shops here I come. Yarn may be purchased.
But what about that crochet blanket. I had hoped to have it done by the end of the month, but I have accepted that this is unrealistic. Physically I can’t crochet more than a block a day, so I accept that and will plod on sedately. Like a galleon or a Duchess.
Here’s where I am now.
See the two blocks on the left, the grey and the orange, these will be the outer edge. Now I am happy with the orange, but am uncertain about the grey.
Please have close look and tell me your honest opinion.
Neither orange or grey or green are my usual colours, I am a blue, purple, turquoise, duck egg green person.
So out of my comfort zone, should I just go for orange, or keep the checkerboard feel and have orange and grey, or do something completely different…. HELP
Meantime matinée jacket is done.
Sirdar pattern 1391, yarn is Sirdar crofter shade 0191
I love the splash of red from the button
So onto some Christmas knitting
Guess what and who it’s for.
I haven’t written a 17 for 2017 October post, just in case you were wondering, simple truth, total failure to make any progress on the old goals. BUT, yesterday I made great headway on the family history front, so more in a couple of weeks time.
Busy today in York. Tomorrow is the Repair Cafe again, wish us luck!
So what are all your plans for the weekend? Hope they have some good things amongst the chores.
If this is your first visit to the knit and natter Fridays, please just leap in with a comment or three, especially today please chat amongst your selves till I am back to catch upwith you all at tea time.