Wednesday, 4 November 2015

A Long Forgotten Place of Mine

How long has it been? I'm really not sure to be honest. 

Somehow my blog, taking colourful creative photos and writing short tales of our days around those same pictures has been packed away with all our worldy goods.

I'm not sure if blogs get read in the same way as they did when I first started tapping away all those years ago. I still intend to get back in the writing saddle again once I finishing putting the shapes of our new life together. I think something new and fresh will be needed along with the new me that is emerging. I haven't really changed all that much just found that life has taken me on a different path. 

My girls and I spent the summer at my mum's house while all of our possessions, the things that we believe give our lives shape, were packed away. By late summer I knew the time had come to find a home for the three of us. It didn't take long to find exactly the home I knew we needed. A city pad where they could walk to school each day and I could work full-time. 

I didn't look for work until the summer was over so I could be there for them. 
We visited a few places, but ignored the old stomping grounds. The Museum of Childhood was new to us and we'd wanted to visit for a while so that's just what we did. 

A few bits of fabric found their way to me on my travels.

As did Afternoon Teas.

Then the summer started to draw to a close and on September 1st Miss Rosey turned fifteen. 

I'm not sure how she skilfully talked me into hiring a bell tent for a weekend party but she did. I'm glad though as nine girls came and they had a blast. By the light of the moon they raced over the golf course at the bottom of my mum's garden and then in the morning they hunted each other water pistols at the ready.

The next evening Miss Millie had her friends over for a movie night in the tent. 

I was the only one not to sleep under canvas. I did ask my man if he fancied a sleepover in the garden, he looked at me and laughed thank goodness.

So ... my girls are getting older. We've swapped the country for the city and I have to be a grown-up and go and work full-time to keep this show on the road. There's lots of fun in the middle of all this as well as teething pains and problems too. 

It's not easy trying to balance a new relationship, one that is really good and makes me very happy indeed, with being a mum to my girls who still need me. I've been told that it's happened too soon by those who live life in the shadows, but life doesn't follow according to a tight schedule. If something wonderful comes along then only a fool would refuse it.

I think this has been my least creative year of all with anything textiley, but when I stop to think then I know I've been so busy creating a new life that that has to be enough for now. It will all come back again once I unpack those boxes.

I did manage to have a taste of stitchery at my friend Cat"s of Lulumama fame session with our WI group. My brain wasn't really on what I was making at all. It was being surrounded by friends and chatting while we stitched that was the blissful part.

Just before we moved house I started working as Project Support for a friend. 
The following week we moved house and I had an interview for a grown up managerial job in Children's Services. Sadly I didn't get it, but I realise my head was all over the show. So slow steps are needed sometimes. I'm still looking and applying for that right job all the same.

The weekend before we moved house I panicked thinking of all our furniture from a big cottage and wondering how on earth it was going to squeeze into a terrace. 

Turns out it did. You know in the kind of way where you can't get to sit on anything or find anything, but know it's all in there somewhere.

It was really exciting that week. The sun shone and I worked like a dervish unpacking and putting a kitchen and bedrooms together. 

I took a couple of weeks making our home as liveable in as possible and then we all moved in properly late one Sunday. 

I've been buying a few much needed things for this new home and life too. 

My bed was the most exciting buy. The type of bed I dreamed of having for years. I even treated myself to Orla Kiely bedding. Well this beautiful new bed deserved being well dressed after all didn't it.

I have new sofa's coming soon and I also found some beautiful barkcloth that I'm tempted to turn into curtains. Maybe with a matching dress for when we play hide and seek!

As life in our new home takes shape and the girls pop into town to see friends and bring friends home after school, I feel thrilled with this place that I found for us. It's even got a great little pub a stumble away which man and I have sampled on a few occasions. What good planning that was too.

There you have it. Life has lots of sunshine. You just have to keep on looking for it not look the other way. 

Thursday, 13 August 2015

Deep Breath and off we Go

A cry of help from me on Instagram and it was heard almost immediately. 
Techie advice given on how to link my Samsung to the Mac and we are officially up and running. 
Oh yes indeedy.

So news in brief shall follow from May to now. Still it's quite a long one I'll warn you now.

The Do You Mind If I Knit Blanket raffle in memory of Vanessa Cabban closed with a fabulous 258 donations raising £2084.71 for The Mental Health Foundation.

At the end of May I took the girls on their first posh trip to London with my mum to celebrate her birthday. Harvey Nicks, Harrods, lunch at Jamie's in Covent Garden to watch the performers (and just missed bumping into Ellie @jellyjamellie) before drinks at Browns and the train home.

The house sale trundled along and our home no longer felt ours. We were desperately ready to get out and move on. 

I sewed and sewed as I was between jobs and so I made the most of the time before my life was packed away for who knows how long.

Dresses and skirts all finished and worn with joy since. The Eva dress above in 1950's fabric is my favourite so far.

A friend convinced me to give weight watchers a try to keep her company. I've never dieted in my life. never needed to, but I thought what the heck. After one week I put on weight as it made me so focused on not eating any blinking food or drinking alcohol that that was all I could think about. 
Weightwatchers brought out the rebel in me. I went back for a second week and was offered the leaders phone number in hushed tones and a slipped note. I clearly was a desperate case in need of help. I was out of there, never to be seen again. 

Now somehow, me being me, there's a stash of fabrics and patterns building again.

There's a dress that needs shortening and hemming before the summer truly runs away. 

There's these new beauties that I'm undecided on. Dresses or tops? They'll let me know what they want to become when I drape them over me. 

My creative space has always sustained me, kept my head in a good place. Funnily enough I'm doing ok without it at the moment. I don't have the physical space or time right now to get immersed in it. I've packed parts of myself away in a box as well to be unpacked at a future date. 

In reality this is a period of change. Life is always about change, about moving forward and accepting that change as gracefully as you can.  Our house sale went through in the middle of July.

At the moment we're in flux, living at my mother's house, I'm applying for jobs and once I have one we can properly look for a home of our own. 
Then I will be able to unpack parts of the old me to add to the new me. Exciting times really. 

A great part of that change was saying goodbye to so much that we held dear. I bubbled over with tears every time Bluebell and Olive chatted to me and hunkered down for a cuddle and I knew we had to give them up. All of this is and so much more has been neatly packaged up and put away. 

In reality I feel the most alive I have done for years. I'm laughing and happy again. The girls are in a better place emotionally. The sun shines now and again and we have adventures.

The first adventure once we moved was to buy a shiny new car as I had and have plans for lots of trips. With lots of help from this lovely man I know we found the perfect car. 

A few days later I took the car on a long journey up to Flamborough Head to stay with him and his family. 

Then after a day back home I headed South with the girls Dorset bound.

Our first evening was spent in a hotel in Weymouth. We promenaded along the stunning seafront that evening taking in all the vibrant life it had to offer before ending up at The Stables in the harbour for pizza at the recommendation of Ellie.

The following day we headed to Lulworth Cove where we met Ellie and her girls for the first time ever. Ellie and I have chatted for years after meeting as bloggers, but this was our first ever face to face meet up. 

We spent a glorious day together exploring and walking from Lulworth over to Durdle Door. 
Then it was time to head off to discover our holiday home Little Croft.

A Tots Tv home that was a pure delight to stay in for a week. 

Our first holiday as a gang of three. It was exactly what we needed to blow the cobwebs away just as I'd hoped it would.

I've visited Dorset many times but hadn't been for years. This time we also had friends to see made through blogging and instagram. On our second day we visited Bridport. After a mention on Instagram we were given lunch and shopping ideas, as well as my plan to visit Caroline's shop Zeitgeist. 

Bridport was fabulous, I need to go back to visit everything else that we just didn't have time to see. 

On Sunday morning Ellie texted to let me know the car boot was on in Dorchester. I threw some clothes on and managed to find 2m of French cloth and a pretty roses tin. 

The rest of the day was spent visiting Portland Bill before heading off to Lyme Regis where we chilled sipping drinks on a lawn above the Cob. All very Agatha Christie.

Frome was another destination on my hit list. Probably just as well that Monday was closing day for many shops as there was a lot to tempt and delight in St Catherine's hill.

I was a lady on a mission to Deadly is the Female in the hope they had a certain green frock in stock. They did. It fitted like a dream,  so I was naughty and bought it. That photo wouldn't upload mind you so not all technology is working just yet.

Bit of a stop off for culchur at Stourhead House on the way back.

Then we let the cultured visitors mask drop and had a hoot in the grounds.

We spent a wonderful day where I met up with Ash of Lazy Daisy Jones for morning coffee at Carluccio's. We chatted for England and then Ash gave me this beautiful tin filled with lovely gifts. 

After a mooch around Dorchester we headed to Ellie's for lunch. Ellie asked me to choose one of her beautiful bags as a gift. That photo failed too. After a tip off to visit Dorchester's vintage store once we left, we headed off for a good rummage and scored a few goodies.

A few more days of visiting places and eating and then it was time to pack ourselves up and head up the country once more.

Now it's time for serious job hunting and future planning. Well maybe just thinking about the next few years anyways. 

That's us caught up to speed. See you sometime soon.

Wednesday, 12 August 2015

Waving not Drowning!


Well - a far longer blog absence than I'd anticipated.

Yes, there's been a lot of real life stuff happening. I'll fill you in on the more interesting edited bits of that another day. The main reason I've not been able to blog is my daft decision to change phones. 
Many months later and I still can't work out how to download the photos to my pooter. 
I'm on it, so fingers crossed. 

Oh and yes that is me up top. Not a lookie likey. I wanted a hairchop last year, but to avoid all that crass new life new hair stuff I waited. Who the hell wants to be predictable. Certainly not me. 

In a quick roundup, if you've not been following our adventures over on Instagram, then the girls and I have moved house to an in-between home; new wheels have been bought and we've been on a few travels in it already where we met a few blogger friends; job and house searching is happening, plus plans for getting proper creative again (not as easy when your life is in storage, but I'll find a way) oh and there is a man in my life too. 
Just thought I'd sneak that one in at the end. 

So - whilst my life might not have the exact shapes I want it to have just yet, I'm happy, the girls are happy and we can wait because it will all come to us in the end. 

Not long after we moved we popped down to Dorset for a weeks holiday. 
A girly affair which did us all very good. 

Either they've grown, or I've shrunk since I last posted.

Hopefully I'll have the photos downloaded before we all have grey hair.

Back very soon I hope.