In dim, distant days when guys gave gals corsages, were these called football mums?
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wordless wednesday—not
Sometimes the heavens seem to be agin ye, then you discover the cloud has a silvery lining.
Such was the case when I couldn’t find my usual large flower vase. Ayee! What to do?
I got out all my empty jars and used them. And golly, I didn’t think the results were half bad. 😉 
ps/Yes, the vase was “found,” hiding in plain sight. 🙄
a winter purge ?
We left off with crossed appendages and plans for non-electricity-needing projects. My neck of the woods fared well—many thank-you’s for everyone’s good thoughts. 😘😘
Not so for other folk, and if any of you spot organizations accepting clothing for them, please let me know. I’d be delighted to send things along to those who need literally everything.
Have spend time both increasing and working on The Mend/Refashion Pile whilst listening to P.D. James’ Murder Room on cd. Excellent story, and am so impressed with the author!
I seem to remember Adam Dalgleish being on TV years ago, but cannot remember the name of the series. Does anyone else remember? Roy Marsden in “The Sandbaggers” comes to mind, but I’m not sure that was P.D. James. 
Going back to the M/R Pile… Finally decided to add the second pocket to these, and only had to rip one side out once. An improvement!
Am having a heck of a time with my wardrobe planning, chiefly because I cannot figure out what descriptive words to use. As I am no longer office-bound that professional suit stuff can finally be ditched… except for maybe one navy pants suit. Just in case. 😉
The rest of my Dream Wardrobe is nebulous. The heat down here lasts about nine months of the twelve, so I’m trying to accomodate that. But my heart has always belonged to “a good piece if wool” as mum used to say.
Deep sigh…
I think more trousers are needed, but weight and style is very undecided, as are tops to go with. And dresses, for some reason, which I am finding difficult to even consider. Veddy strange for moi.
Am considering trying a pattern with different cup sizing, just to see if there’s a difference, as I seem to be on the lower edge of all that. Just to try something different.
Above A.L.L., everything has to be comfortable. After spending too many years in offices wearing things a little too tight and heels with pointy toes, have had it with anything not totally comfortable.
So, how to express that in two or three words eludes me at the mo. But am trying not to allow that to stop me from going through the three rather large containers of cold weather clothes.
A good sort out is definitely in order. Give me strength! And maybe additional dark chocolate rations… hehehee! 🤣 🥰 🤪
what i didn’t do on my summer vacation
A couple of days into my impromptu Labor Day Week of vacation somebody decided it was time to pay a visit. Perhaps you’ve heard? A little thing called Dorian.
This is one dangerous, dithery dame. Definitely not to be taken lightly. Certainly not a dame to be invited into a sewing circle. So I had to drop a few plans to start prepping.
Thus, vacation is being “extended” until she decides to “make that turn” away from the coastline and hopefully into the total oblivion she so richly deserves.
My ickle sewing spot is positioned far enough off the coast to avoid a direct visit, if she makes that turn. Everybody cross your extremities, pleeze!
So. What have I planned to keep me occupied Thursday and Friday?
Those thoughtful Canadians, Caroline & Helen of Love to Sew had a great podcast last week about planning your dream wardrobe. If anybody needs that, I do.
A HUGE Thank You to you both!
As the eagle-eyed amongst you may observe, there’s also a PDF in that piccie, ready to be assembled and tried out. You know, in case one should have nothing to do.
🤣 L.O.L.!!! 🤣
Fingers & tootsies crossed, will be back with you shortly with a wardrobe report. Meanwhile, be safe, Lovely Ones. 😘 ❣️ 😘
PS/Mystery lovers, did you see this article? I can vouch for Tey as being extremely enjoyable… 😁
PPS/(My thanks to she-knows-who for printing. 😉)
remember this?
This is Version Two. The centre hole has two slightly smaller holes sort of north east of centre. See ’em? They’re not supposed to be there. 😩
Version one had the same problem, but the holes were bigger. 😣
After weeks of faffing about trying to avoid the inevitable I finally faced fact, and did what needed to be done.
🐸 rip-it 🐸 rip-it 🐸
I was worried that the yarn would be too worn from all the ripping out sessions, but it seems to have held up, thank goodness.
Changing subjects, did a bit of reading over the last heat wave. . . 😅
Scott at Furrowed Middlebrow had just released nine more long-unavailable British women authors’ books. He’s been reviewing them on his blog since they were published August 5th.
So far I’ve read Spam Tomorrow (Verily Anderson, 1956), and totally cannot decide what to read next.
Spam was excellent, after a doubtful start. It’s autobiographical and starts in the English countryside before the war began in 1939.
Initially I was a bit put off by Anderson’s unconventional family, and didn’t know if I would enjoy the rest of the book, but I did. In fact, I was sorry there wasn’t another whole book to get us further into her experiences.
All of Scott’s volumes are published by Dean Street Press, under the Furrowed Middlebrow name, and are available in paperback or electronic copies via Amazon U.S. and U.K. I downloaded a copy to save shelf space, the environment and a little dosh (for more books 😉). I’m not affiliated with any of the above, and if I don’t like a book I’ll say so!
I’ve not decided what to read next, but am thinking about one of Carola Oman’s two books, Nothing to Report, or Somewhere in England. Has anybody read either of them?
All for now, Lovely Readers . . . toodles ❣️😘
