Mothers' Day Post ....

Be honest now, dear RRs, you knew is was only a matter of time.  As soon as you saw the painted crinoline ladies you said to yourselves 'there'll be a knitted one coming along very soon'.  You were right ...

... here they are - knitted crinoline lady egg cosies.   I really need to get out more. 

 Last Sunday was spent, very pleasantly, at the Moore Vintage fair at the Royal Masonic School for Girls in Rickmansworth.  It was a beautifully organized event;  trollies were available for unloading, tea, coffee and pastries sustained us as we unpacked, there was music all day including two splendid spots from a trio of delightful singers, and a demo on how to do vintage hair styles.  I didn't sell much but I did have a very nice day. 

I recently showed you the bunches of flowers I had been knitting compulsively.  I decided to turn some of them into brooches using sieve brooch backs bought from here....

These fit very well with my resolutions this year - use up the yarn stash and do smaller things that don't need so much storage or stall space.  These resolutions will be severely challenged next weekend when THE CAR BOOT SEASON STARTS AGAIN!!! HURRAH!!!

Why is my blog like a bus?

Well, obviously, because I could find nothing of interest to say during most of February and have now posted three times within a week.

Yesterday, it was raining in Berkshire and it seemed like a good time to tackle the stock cupboard in the garage.  I've mentioned before that this cupboard contains things which time has forgotten but did I tell you it has magical properties?  It doesn't matter what you take out, upcycle and sell, there is always more in there to be found.  If only my bank account were the same.

This weekend's finds turned out like this ....

As you can see, once I got started on the ribbons and pink roses I found it difficult to stop.

And...

More vintage boxes which I have no recollection of buying.  Out there, in the wider world, great minds are contemplating such topics as world peace, global warming and why the Scottish midge continues to flourish when much finer, more useful species have disappeared without trace.  Me, I'm struggling with where did these boxes come from, how much did I pay for them and how long have they been there?

A special mention for the little bird in this photo - a gift from my sister.  Thank you!

Proud mother boasting ....

Big Girl rang me in the week for a chat and in passing she mentioned that she would be captaining a university sports team next year.  My heart swelled with pride although logically I was a little confused - like her mother, she's never been one for physical exertion.  So I enquired further and it turns out that my daughter will be leading the University of Lancaster Ladies Darts Team to glory from September onwards .... ah, well.

On to crafting;  I have booked myself a stall at a new fair for Sunday, 11th March so do come along and visit.  It would be lovely to see you .....