olden days

momo brought us an 'old fashioned' typewriter.
very groovy, very 80's!
very fun! according to both tigs and woo.

i love the sound of it tapping away as i sew.

very madmen.

back soon with a report on last night...

let me taste your wares

gypsy brooches 
wool felt, slubby wool, cotton and vintage buttons

inspiration clips
 super strong magnets with images and words to motivate transfered onto hemp

get organised!

oh, dear.

i don't think words can explain as well as these do. at least the mess equals the productivity.
i'm hoping to sell some things in a couple of weeks, rather a week, actually 5 days - gulp - at a friends house. so the house will likely remain in this state until then and maybe beyond it as i crash in a heap.

felt::threads

spy satchels for little boys.

school fete today.
there has been a buzz around the school, this house and at least two family members (tigs and me) in it.
my house is trashed with threads, snippets of fabric and a hundred ideas mid-flight.

clean

my funny pair. smelling deliciously sweet - baby goodness, greg calls it.
woo's fringe is starting to grow and i think she looks lovely with it in a bow.
she had been somewhat reluctant to have her 'ha bow' put in, that is until tigs decided to wear one!

i love that even as i type this he remains unfazed that it will be documented for posterity (21st?). ah, the innocence.

art of woo

you love to draw. this was a rare moment, though, this one was done on paper...

you're two and you can draw almost perfect circles and are starting to add little circles inside and calling it a 'miley face'!

i just want to remember and remind myself that your 'naughtiness' is mostly because you're just so clever.

i love you woo.

mummy x

wiser?

older yes, wiser i don't know.
my first pair of glasses.

i'll say no more...