I got on a bit of a roll with my little crochet friends. It did start with the Dapper Penguin and then I just kept going with Mr Snowman, Little Robin and Christmas Pud. I promise I will write up the patterns for these, which are so easy and just a little evening project. It is all very well, getting obsessed with making new things for our tree. However no Christmas decorating has taken place yet…how shocking. So this weekend we will muster ourselves for the hilarity of decorating a tree with a little one (lopsided) and take some photos of these little chaps in-situ. Have a lovely weekend.
In the past few years I have really enjoyed wearing some of the simple tank sweaters which Sirdar have published. They are quick and easy to knit up. I think I am also probably drawn in by their styling. For my physical shape I am not sure whether I should be wearing this rather short and wide retro 80’s number. However it was so cosy over the wintry weekend. I loved it.
Sirdar 9306 – Connemara Chunky – I used Sirdar Click Chunky 0111 Blazer Size 5.5 & 6.5mm needles
A good friend of mine text-ed one evening with a photo. Always with the eye for the fashion she had spotted a natty wee scarf at a party. Not with anything in mind my friend thought I would love it. She was right. Immediately I went on the marvellous Ravelry website and I realised that actually I was way behind the times as so many of these scarves have been knitted across the world. If you are keen to bash down your stash of wool this pattern is ideal and the version I have knitted comes from the Martha Stewart website.
However a word to the wise. I love a stash buster, especially running up to Christmas. I have made about eleven of these beauties in the past month and they are addictive. Like many great patterns though, you don’t run down your personal yarn haul but instead end up looking for new colours and guiltily sneak out of your yarn store eagerly wanting to cast on when you get home.
Also, I was happily knitting away the other night watching ‘Agathe Christie’s Marple’, and the wise old lady appeared wearing exactly this scarf. My husband and I shot a glance at each other in silence. I looked down and carried on knitting. Now that, my friends is ‘Granny Chic’.
Recently I have been enjoying (in a secret kind of way) Kirstie Allsop’s recent television programme Kirstie’s Homemade Home. I know the very fact that I admitting to this might cause consternation. But I am sorry, it is a crafty oasis in the middle of the television schedules. I have to say that I have learned some brilliant new things. I feel compelled to have a go at freehand machine embroidery. Now, I am also a big fan of libraries and borrowed her latest book. Lovely. You wouldn’t believe how many new titles you can borrow! Occasionally when I have renewed my book, and realise that I cannot part with it I then feel compelled to buy it. But according to the premise of her book and programme, I don’t think Kirstie would complain.
Running up to Christmas I have been thinking about some of the best gifts I have been given.
My mother in law was a great present giver. You could mention something in March, a small incidental comment, a wistful thought, and low and behold it would appear at Christmas. Genius.
My own parents are such good present buyers that we all rely on their taste to kit us out for the rest of the year, they buy the things you love, but never choose for yourself. That makes them very hard to buy for.
My sister in law and my sister are the most generous present givers, they really enjoy finding the thing they imagine you would love. They are both the youngest sibling. I am not sure whether this is connected, but it is a very nice thing.
One of my most favourite things in our house is a cushion my sister made for Christmas two years ago. She was way ahead of the curve on this trend. She chose the material, worked out how to make it and finished it so beautifully. My sister is more thorough than I am. I love this cushion because it looks good, it fits with my decor but most of all because she put time aside for me.
One of the reason I love to knit for friends and my poor family is because as you are making something you are kind of weaving love and time into the very thing you knit. This has been said by so many knitters before, but it is true.
I am making a promise to myself this Christmas to celebrate the givers and the way they give.
Today, school closed a little early – we are not used to this kind of snow before Christmas in England. Little B had his priorities sorted in his head… no question. Basically it involved me getting wet and him laughing.
This was then followed by some archangel making. This little design is all his own making. I say that, but he might have witnessed it from somewhere. However the instructions to his helper were very clear and there were very many prototypes of faces and wings. I tried to participate in the process with the correct amount of gravity. However the end result I am very proud of. No Little B is proud of it. I am proud of him.
In the middle of a fun packed day on Saturday, which started with a child’s party and ended with dinner with lovely friends, Little B embarked upon some baking. He has been begging me to cook for a while and luckily time and ingredients coincided at the weekend.
There was A LOT of mess, quite a lot of ‘divaesque’; ‘I just can’t do this!’ but alot of laughter. The most exciting thing it appears is cracking the eggs and stirring them in.
But what really absorbed him was washing up at the end of our session. Quietly he stood on a kitchen chair, singing away to himself as he sploshed through the bowls, spoons and cups.
I stood watching and musing ‘When does washing up turn from fun into a chore?’ Later as I sorted through the draining board I got my answer, ‘When you need something to be clean!’
So much fun, and a yummy end… Mmm
My son, Little B is obsessed with penguins. He loves them, they are everything that is sweet and funny in his eyes. I have to admit that I find them hilariously funny too. When I began thinking about Christmas I wanted to make him a little Christmas decoration, so Dapper Penguin was born. If I was making him again I would make a longer hanging loop, but I think he looks fine all the same.
Real success can only be declared when the finished product is handed over and a searing critique is delivered. Luckily for me Little B marched up to his bedroom door, removed his Thomas the Tank Engine name plate and placed Dapper Penguin on his door handle. ‘This little penguin, can now announce that this is my bedroom’.
Phew, one happy Mummy