How’s yourself? You looking out at a garden full of dead headed hydrangeas? I am but spring is on the way. Gardens all around are resplendent with golden daffodils and glowy-white snowdrops and don’t they make a difference? Can almost feel the flowers smiling.
The photograph is from Mother’s Day. My boys are not in Ireland so no personal visit but a laugh on the phone and flowers delivered help me feel loved and not forgotten!
Following in the wake of the building work we had done recently, is the decorating and finishing. Not forgetting cleaning. Hard gritty-shitty cleaning.
The PC room floor has had laminate flooring laid and we’re ready to put the skirting boards back on then we can re-build the desk and plug in the scanners, printers, monitors, cutter, PC, etc. The Sewing room is also down for laminate and the landing is the storage area for the packs of Ikea ‘Tundra’.
We’ve decided on a new bath in the upstairs bathroom. The one in there is cast iron with a painted on enamel coating. In cold weather, the water cools very quickly so a modern fibreglass, or whatever they’re manufactured from, will conserve the heat better. It’s such a shame as the bathroom is fully tiled, walls and floor. Sink and loo are lovely. We have a dual flush as well for water conservation. It’s just the bath.
So, it has to go. The taps will be changed as well – they have a central shower hose leading to the shower head mounted on the wall (no shit Sherlock!). Unfortunately, without a pump, the water relies on there being sufficient water pressure to force the water flow against gravity and emerge from the shower head in a cascade of glorious streams and jets of deliciously hot water – the likes of which we hope to achieve as in the shampoo and shower gel adverts. On telly, women are positively orgasmic with their personal hygiene products that lather in a hedonistic orgy of soap and bubbles.
Sadly, mine doesn’t quite manage those glorious levels of self-indulgence and would be better descibed as a dribble. Possibly a power dribble but still a dribble.
So, as we have a lovely new shower in the downstairs bathroom, the Power Dribble taps will be changed and the shower bits will be dismantled and consigned to the death row of disjectamenta destined for the tip.
The Sewing Room is also going to have laminate flooring and will have new curtains, as will the office room. I have the fabric and lining materials so just need to make them.
Fabric is from Ikea. Should look fresh and pretty.
Am also up for making Smiffs a Yukata (very similar to a kimono) for prancing round the house in when he emerges from the shower.
Again, from Ikea. It’s been washed to soften it and just needs a quick press before making the garment.
Pattern construction is very simple as you can see and I’m excited to get started but haven’t got time.
And, just for turning that little bit more Japanese:
I got these fabulous scissors. It was strangely exciting to have an authentic Japanese invoice:
I say ‘we’ but the reality is, they get delivered to us via the Magnificent and Marvellous Parcel Motel!! Still felt very exotic. Ooooh. Frisson of excitment made my toes curl just looking at the picture.
Talking of toes, my Sliding Foot also arrived:
Am sure it will be a wonderful addition to my foot collection (you do read about people with foot fetishes, don’t you? Maybe I’m one). I’ve not had time to do anything with it yet as sewing is on hold while we decorate so it will just have to tap its toes and wait patiently for me.
I hope or aspire to one day, maybe… possibly… posting pictures of each foot and a sample of what it does with tips and techniques but that dream is the moon on a stick at the moment.
The picture of the fireplace with the flowers at the top of this post will also be a memory soon. A new fire surround and plinth is (hopefully) on the cards. I’ve been hankering for a vintage Victorian type fireplace and mantel for some time and will know by the weekend if I’ve found The One. Fingers crossed. Of course, it means More Mess but I’m getting used to awkward working arrangements so will accommodate the upheaval with a sanguine expression of serenity. Well, up to a point. It’s always possible that the serene expression may come closer to resembling a rictus, grimace or a full-blown gurn with time.
My dining table is the office space at the moment which means both girls can easily inspect and inform progress…
Obviously not been very productive here and Gracie is not impressed. We’ve had her 2 years now so she’s pretty much grown up. She is our IT expert.
Hmm. she’s probably thinking that it’s no wonder I’m not getting much done if I’m fannying around with a camera.
The dining room table arrangement is particularly inconvenient as I have my sewing machine on the other end and loose bobbins are so much fun to chase around.
And where do we eat? Good question. In the kitchen at the drop-leaf Ikea table that I put together! Toot toot! With power tools. Girl power, ladies! Love it! And am knowledgable in the Noggin or ‘Dwang’ department, too. Just call me Womp!
Crochet is still a big pash and have been happily making flowers and leaves to embellish Other Things and the crochet bag posted recently:
The lovely roses were made from a pattern on the Green Dragonfly blog,:
The leafy raindrops are made following a You Tube tutorial from Sheruknitting (it is a CROCHET tutorial):
I went looking for Mohair but Nothing. I wanted some different colours but came up empty! *Shock*. Cannot find it for love nor money.
Anyway, as if I didn’t have enough projects on the go, I have a plant pot to personalise for a neighbour (pics to follow when finished). I’ve used a vintage image from the Graphic Fairy site. That site offers the most wonderful collection of free vintage graphics you could ever ask for! If you haven’t ever visited (you living under a rock? Only joking) the link is here:
The Graphics Fairy
And I have a papercutting for a March baby to get done. The design is pretty much worked out in Illustrator and just needs client approval before I start cutting.
Still, it’s all good and the upheaval will pass.
Before I go, a couple of sweet pictures of Jess. She’s the bookworm of the family. Maybe the bookcase should say Me-Ow?
Time to go. Much work to be done and many curse words will be uttered before the end of this month, I’m sure, but will try to temper them in the Irish way. With an ‘E’ instead of a ‘U’.
Until next time, my lovelies, take care, have fun and play nicely.