Yarn, Yorkshire and All Manner of Wonderful Things!

Scrap Happy September 2018.

Linking with Kate  for Scrap Happy Day, I have had fun. Everything was from my scrap bag. The blue calico background was dyed by me around the same time as the lace on the head of you know who. I actually don’t think I need to say anything more, but there are a few details at the end.

Out to sea lettering was from the selvedge of some fabric by Sarah Jane for Michael Miller. The cat was one of five buttons , one still remains the other three went on a bookmark and two cards. The owl , well he’s been kicking around for years looking for something useful to do. The green is leftover from a tree on a wall hanging I made years ago, embroidery threads, various, all left over from other projects., ditto the sequins and beads. Goodness knows what the silver fabric was used for.  Waves are couching, chain stitch and some seeding.

Nothing like a bit of Nonsense.


Knit and Natter Friday.

How is everyone this week? Schools have gone back and if you are a retired person, our clubs and activities have got going again too. Sometimes August can feel a bit of a non month if you know what I mean. Maybe it’s just me.

So I was having a little bit of telephone chat with Little Miss F at the weekend and we were talking about all sorts of important things, birthdays, parties, unicorns, princesses, as you do with some one who is nearly five. I asked her about school because she has gone to BIG school now and is reception class. She told me she had two teachers , and about playtime and  school dinners, the important things in life. She is having a Unicorn and Princess birthday party in her own home this year. I asked if everyone had to dress up as Princesses , all ready with a witticism about what her brother would say if he had to be a Princess. But no, dress code is unicorn. At this point I miss heard her and thought she told me that her Mum was also making her a unicorn cushion. I mean really what was I thinking. Of course Little Miss F said costume not cushion. I bet you can see just where this is heading. “Nanny, you can make me the cushion”.

Now what can I do? I have a reputation to live up to. After all she did once say to her teacher ” My Nana can make anything”.

It also turns out that Mum doesn’t think she will be making a unicorn costume. I shall do my best. With the cushion.

Meantime I have finished knitting the jumper for her big brother.

I have knitted the body etc for another fairy, she just needs construction. I have half crocheted the next tile for the Eastern Jewels blanket, and started a cardigan ( please not pretty colours , bells and whistles) for Baby J- says his Dad, it is black with white flecks, but if I can think how to add a bell I shall.

No way would Mr J like Baby J in something that looks like the jumper for Master T, whose Mum and Dad have learned the wisdom of bright colours in a playground of children.

But mostly this week I have been having enormous fun with scraps of fabric, ready for Scrap Happy day tomorrow.

Now for an announcement.

Drum roll- the winner of the bookmark was Rainbow Junkie Corner. Please email me your address, and I will pop it in the post for you.

I hope you all have a wonderful weekend filled with lots of crafty things to do and see. Love to hear about them.

Be Happy,





Knit and Natter Friday

Have you heard that song, not song- ditty about the shark. My Daughter in law made a video of the children singing it, and it is going round and round in my head…. here’s the original

I am annoyed this week, not about the ditty but the book binding workshop I was going to on Saturday. You’ve guessed it, it has been cancelled, insufficient numbers, grizzle, grizzle, grizzle. Nanacathy goes grizzle grizzle, Nana Cathy grizzle grizzle, it fits so nicely into this tune.

On the plus side I have found an Art’s festival we can go to at Staithes, if it doesn’t actually pour down. Details here if you fancy a day at a very pretty seaside location. The lady who is Mad about Wool with her wooly chairs should be there.

We did go to the traction engine rally and the sun shone (25C), blue skies and much happiness. I even spotted a fairy, multi coloured leggings and t-shirt, then I realised she wasn’t a real fairy as she was smoking, that is one way you can always tell an imposter fairy.

Now we have lost the excessive heat I am enjoying being in the garden again. And joy of joy, I was hacking back the under growth round the pond when I spotted that we have actually got a bulrush. It must be five or six years ago that my Dad had a clear up in his pond and gave us some of his surplus rushes, and finally one of them has produced a bulrush. Such a wonderful way to remember my Dad.

Gardens really do go on giving. Talking of giving, just in case you missed my Giveaway in Yarn Along and I wouldn’t blame you if you did, because I do tend to rabbit on at times.

I am giving away this bookmark and if you would like to be in with a chance of winning it all you have to do is leave a comment of a wonderful memory to do with books. People have come up with some fabulous ones too, although I am still reeling a little about the image of a school teacher demonstrating 1960’s disco dancing, string vest and all.You can leave comments till the witching hour on 13 September and I shall make the draw seconds before next week’s Knit and Natter.

Row two of the Eastern Jewels blanket is complete if you ignore the ends to be stitched in still. I love making this and it is getting easier and quicker which in some ways means I have to concentrate more, if that makes sense at all.

And all that needs doing on the jumper for Master T is sew up the seams, add a neck border and buttons. Hopefully all done by Saturday night.

You won’t be able to lose him in a crowd!

So , what plans does everyone have for the weekend? Love to hear from you , after all my ramblings are only half of this post, and your comments are for sure the better half.

Have a great weekend,

Be Happy,





Yarn Along!

Sometimes it is easier to just give into a fairy, and let her have her moment of glory, again. Her name is Morgana. I found a wonderful website here that generates fantasy names, and I just kept going till I found the perfect one for a rather pushy fairy.

I followed the pattern from this book , Knitted Fairies by Fiona McDonald, for the Rainbow Dream Fairy. Now there are two ingenious things about these fairies. You get them to sit up, by shoving a roll of cardboard up their bodies and into the head, and you add wire to the outside of the wings so they keep a shape. I don’t want to give away the authors secrets completely, so you will need to read the book to see what you do exactly, and although it doesn’t tell you I used the same method for the wire in the wings as you do for the card in the body.

The author actually paints the faces onto her fairies and I have to say they are stunning. However, for ordinary mortals like me there are instructions for making eyes and lips from felt, they are just not as satisfactory, although of course I might get better with the next fairy.

The other brilliant thing is that all the fairies in the book have the same basic body so you can mix and match the clothes and the wings. She was actually easier to knit and construct than I thought, and was great fun. Once you have found the yarn for the hair, the rest just follows. I got this from a charity shop.

In fact Morgana came almost completely from stash. I bought yarn for the wings as I had nothing suitable, the rest I had. The lace I dyed myself years and years and years ago, it was just perfect for her. It is long enough to go right down her back. You can’t really see the necklace I made. I think I got the beads from Christmas crackers or something of that ilk. There were three lots of three beads on wire which had clearly been wrapped round something. So I unstrung them and made a necklace. the skirt is fastened with a popper and the wings are sewn on, but could be attached with a popper too ( sorry snap fastener), only I didn’t have another one. I have bought some since.

The biggest problem I had was with the second ear, which went really and truly very badly wrong, and I had to cut it off when I finally admitted to myself that it really would not do.

Anyway there she is, Morgana, now I am just going to park her up here

for some flying practice whilst I get on with the rest of this post.

Oh dear she looks a bit sad, makes a change from stroppy.

Gillyflower blogged about some fabulous book marks she had made, and I just couldn’t resist making some myself.

The charms sit at the top of the bookmark on a loop.

I wondered if

maybe someone would like to have this bookmark, and would like to enter a little giveaway. All you have to do is tell me in the comments of a wonderful memory you have to do with books. It can be any memory at all, as long as it is decent. To get you thinking, this is my wonderful memory.

Many years ago, there was handsome young man. He had two older brothers , and they had both done rather well for themselves in their history A level course work. One had written of Billy the kid, the legend, the films, the books and he had got a very good grade indeed. The other brother had written of the Great Escape, he had done such thorough research, he had gone to the record office at Kew to look at original documents. He had got a very good grade too.

But the handsome youngest son was in despair. He worried and he fretted, what was he going to do, how could he get a good grade? He thought and he thought and he thought. He consulted a wise woman, a very wise woman indeed.

She said “We must make a journey , a hazardous journey ( you try the A64 and you will know what I mean), we must leave early in the morning so we do not encounter the CROWDS. We must travel to York”

“Oh yes” agreed the young hero, let us go the ancient city of York. “But why?” he asked the wise woman (believe me she was very very wise indeed).”

Together they faced the hazard of the A64. Boldly they entered York, and paid the fee demanded by the York City Council for leaving their beloved new Citroen C3( it was a becoming shade of Tuscan blue). They traversed those narrow streets and entered the comforting world of the Book shop. They settled on the floor and perused the erudite tomes on the Prohibition years in America. They read and looked and swapped volumes, until at last they had the magnificent books that contained the information that the hero had thought he would never never find.

Dear reader, I was that wise woman, and my son did indeed get a very good grade for his A level history project.  We had such a good time, sat on that floor surrounded by books, one of my many happy memories with my boys.

Now that was probably a bit over the top , but you get the drift.

The giveaway will remain open till the witching hour on the 13th of September , with the winner announced in Knit and Natter on the 14th. Good luck.

Quickly now, because the flying practice is not going well, and I need to go to the rescue. Here is the current book I am reading.

Which is actually quite funny, and the colourful bit of knitting is the second sleeve on Master T’s jumper.

Right that is quite enough from me. I am linking to Ginny for Yarn Along  and Ginny for the Woolly Linx Party


Photo Challenge- Case

Luckily for me there were some rather nice vintage cases at the Traction Engine rally on Sunday.

A rather wonderful trunk .

Cases galore!

Linking this to Wild Daffodil for the monthly meet up.

OH MY. That’s it, I have nothing else to say , the quilts were all am az ing!

I should add that this is hand embroidered too- the flowers and the fruit

In all I took pictures of over 60 quilts that caught my eye. There were entries from all over including abroad.

There were some more homely ones too , can I call them that?  They looked more achievable, but these blew my mind.

Hope you enjoyed them.

August Scavenger Photo Hunt.

A photo hunt in which the story behind the pictures is important. This month we had two words for each prompt which sound nearly the same. I didn’t manage all of them.


Ten am on Bank holiday Monday morning, I visited the church in Slingsby whilst Mr E went to the car boot sale.

An hour later at a plant fair at Newburgh Priory. An hour later it still said the same time. Time stood still.


Looking towards the altar in the church. Rather a grand light for a village church.

And in the other direction towards the bell tower and font.

Or was the word Isle?

The Greek isle of Thassos taken in 2016.  For which of course you  need a Ferry

or was that a Fairy

Morgana just had to get in on the act. Really?I had this one in mind.

Did anyone else call these seed heads Fairies when they were a child? I don’t even know what they are the seed heads of, but rather appropriately one appeared in the house.


Not you again , no TEE

Teezal- Taking liberties myself now

Whilst I am outside we have Flower- a late lupin.


Or was that Flour- the windmill we saw last year used for the filming of Jonathan Creek

Hope that was a flour mill.

Finally my choice

Fascinating display of corn dolls at the British Wool Festival.

Linking this post to Kate  for the photo hunt.


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