Ronald & Phyllis

My mother's parents, my sewing Grandma. This is before they married... so... I think she was 19 when they did and she was born in 1909...

Grandma died at 84 years old in 1993 and Dah died in1966. They had a big love thing going for the whole time and she never married again. Best buddies. Did everything together. Made stuff. Snogged in the hallway in front of the children. Luvverly.

I just got my scanner up and running!!! So exciting!!! You'll be inundated with (not even Friday) flashbacks. I've bought one good enough to do all of Dad's slides on too. Yay!

The Chosen One's For My Sewing Room Curtains

I was looking for fabric at Spotters when I thought to myself, why buy some trashy 'it'll do' fabric when I have everything I need and love at home? So I'm going to do the 'Wrapping Cloth', 'Back of the Wagga's' type of curtains. I could use some of the kiddies stuff... but it doesn't seem quite right. The room, for some reason, reminds me so much of my Grandma, that I want to embroider some herness into the fabric. For example, I found a note when I helped to clean out her house after she died... it said:

m

milk

bread

cat food

n

I wasn't able to throw it out because of the handwriting.

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It's funny how something seems like the right and neccessary thing to do isn't it? I can never figure out why, I just go with the flow.

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My One True Found These...

Have a geek, and please, go through the drop-down menu...

My fave is...

actually I can't decide.

Belated Valentine?

Or for no reason at all...

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(You need to click on little girl)

Curtain For The Kiddie's Room

Also known as the shippy room or the ship's cabin, on account of how it's a cute and compact room... and because the kiddie's room at the van was filled with old fishing rods and ships made of bone or shell or whatever and we want to emulate it. I have some amazing shippy bark-cloth that I intended to use, but it disintegrated when I washed it. A bit. Still useful for something...

Anyway, this was something my Grandma gave me. I thought she'd said it was Teddy's (my Mum's little brother (b. 1941), but Mum saw it the other day and said she thought it was her Dad's. When he was little.

Anyway, it was a banner and I've taken off the dodgy fringe and am in the process of appliqueing it to some VERY old ticking to make the curtain.

It sort of looks like Grandma's work, if she was younger. Older, she didn't bother to finish things very neatly... but there are similarities. I'll have to ask Teddy bear.

Driveway

The lads are standing where a frightening patch of blackberries was. Very big patch and rather delicious. But gone now. Mine is the one with the beard.

The beard is gaining Ned Kelly proportions. By that I mean it is wide and curly and thick. It's something he's never done before (grow a beard). Thought I'd share that with you.

I Wanted It Bad

But sometimes you just have to let things go. A ventriloquist's dummy. It hurts that it's not here, but at least I have the photo's. It would have been another doll the kids refused to have in the bedroom.

Congratuations to the person who got it, and sweet dreams.