Well, it probably hasn’t, actually, although the daffodils
are all ready to pop at any minute in Nowhere-on-Thames, and TH suddenly felt
the urge to plant some tomato seeds today. Well, when I say “plant” I mean he’s
filled the seed trays with compost and told me where to find them. He is to
gardening what Henry VIII was to marriage guidance.
Anyway, the sun was out, the sky was blue, and I was
suddenly all energetic and keen to get on with…something. In the end, I got on with doing a bit of sewing. I’d
brought some bits of fabric back from Nowhere-in-France, planning to make a
doorstop. The shops are full of them recently, and we actually needed one for
one of the bedroom doors, so in the spirit of “HOW MUCH????? For THAT??? You’re
having a laugh!” I decided to have a crack at making one. And, though I say so
myself, it’s come out rather well.
Whilst I was in full “Blue Peter” mode, there has been an
old sweater kicking around the house for some weeks, which I had thought of
giving to the charity shop until I discovered that a moth, or possibly several moths,
had eaten quite a bit of it. So I thought I’d have a go at making it into a
cushion cover. Now, I can make cushion covers. I have many years of experience,
owing to the fact that we had a care-in-the-community rescue Labrador for a
long time, and whilst he was a gentle and loving soul, he never managed to
overcome a need to eat cushion covers. Making cushion covers out of old sweaters,
however, is a new one on me, and meant that I got to try out a hitherto-unused
stitch on my sewing machine. I was quite surprised at how well it worked.
I'm wondering what to make next, and TH is looking slightly perturbed. Clearly wondering whether his knitwear is safe....
