Now we can play "Super Lee to the Rescue" in style. And hopefully there will be no more stealing damp towels from the bathroom to turn into capes (just lovely after they've been dragged around the floor and then put back on the towel rail - yick!).
Then for me, another handbag. This one is made from a tablecloth I found in an Op Shop - I think it's maybe from the 60s or 70s. I've been a bit obsessed with developing a pattern for a handbag that I am happy with. I would love to be able to make them for people as gifts, but they've got to be good. This one is getting closer to something I am happy with, but I think it could have done with a more rigid interfacing. This was the first time I have used the 'One Step Buttonhole' feature on my sewing maching (yes, after three years I finally felt confident enough to give it a try). And boy do I feel silly. It was SOOOOOO stupidly easy. I've a funny feeling I'm going to find reasons to add buttons to many more projects now!
Anyway, here it is:
And the inside view:
After a morning of sewing (and just the bare minimum of housework) we then took off to the local kid-friendly cafe (still wearing the cape), then to the park, and then to the train station where we met Matt getting off the train from work. Lee was so excited to be at a train station, and the train driver even waved at him - how can anyone resist waving back at a boy in a cape bouncing up and down and waving like a maniac!
All in all, a super day!
1 comment:
Hello!
Finally had time today to catch up on your blog again. Such a lovely change of pace from the craziness of the office (where some individuals, who shall remain nameless, continue to bounce around like bunnies trapped in a box, on crack).
I love your handbags! Let me know when you are going to start making them for profit as I'll commission one. They are brilliant!
And I agree about the "sweeping" meditative moments. I'm not a fan of housework, but there is something about the static mop and its efficiency that is mesmerising.
As we've discussed many times, I too have a very noisy brain, and I've found the only other time it's gone quiet (aside from following copious amounts of red wine - and then it's not quiet, it just communicates much slower and in monosyllables), was on Andrea and Gerry's yacht. Until, of course, I got hit in the head with the boom, and then my brain just yelled "what the #@!?" several times.
Hope all is well with you and the family.
Chat soon!
Paula
xx
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