Saturday, 30 July 2016

Kids Club 2016

Lots of fun and laughter this year, with our Wild West Theme
Day 1 - Will Bob Hiccup was ready bright and early

Great drama from the teenagers, lots of singing, games and dancing plus Drench The Wench and Soak The Bloke [leaders Josh and Aimee]

Day 2 - cowboy hat cakes, covered wagon bags, more drenching! [leaders Hannah and Tom]
Day 3 - bunting from Day 2, sheriff's badges, cactus cans [made on Day 1] - and the discovery that little squares of tissue [intended for craftwork]are wonderful to blow around the table like wedding confetti.
Then The Youth Minister and The Pastor lost the plot
first the silly string

...then the Custard Pies


...so we all voted that they should be the ones for the cold shower!
It has been a great Club - with the Family Fun Day this afternoon, and Closing Service tomorrow morning yet to come. Thank you to everyone who made it so special. What a privilege to work with a team like this!








Friday, 29 July 2016

Going To Pot

I posted last week about the Norwich Shawls and the exhibition in October. There are two parts - the display of shawls, and a second exhibition of contemporary artwork inspired by the shawls. What I failed to say then [because I hadn't completed the project] is that I am entering a piece into the Exhibition. Photographs of entries [plus the £10 fee] have to be sent in by 1st August, then the judges will decide which pieces will be put on show. If mine is selected then it will go up to the Cathedral at the end of September and be put on show. I have no idea if I stand the remotest chance of winning a place. This is, I think, the first time in my life I have ever entered anything in an Art Exhibition. But I have had such fun producing my entry.
The entry from required a full description of the piece plus a photograph of the whole exhibit and a second 'detail' picture.
So here it is...
“Trilogy” is inspired by three things about the Norwich Shawl – it keeps the wearer warm, envelops the plainest dress in something beautiful and links with India [the Victorians’ “Jewel in the Crown”] I made three tea cosies- these keep tea warm, make plain pots beautiful, and may have Indian tea inside.  Three needlecraft techniques- knitting, tapestry and appliqué, embellished with crochet, beading, and embroidery. Three materials – wools, cottons, silks. Designs inspired by the flowers, leaves and boteh motifs of the shawls. I learned needlecraft growing up in Norfolk –now living in Dorset, so incorporated a traditional Dorset button.








In the unlikely event of my tea cosies achieving a place in the Cathedral, I will let you know!

Thursday, 28 July 2016

Happy Birthday, Miss Potter!

Today is the 150th anniversary of the birth of Beatrix Potter - gifted writer, illustrator, farmer - and conservationist.






The Royal Mail has issued some charming commemorative stamps
And the National Trust has some special events and exhibitions [including one in the South of England]

We loved B-P when the girls were smaller, and still have the set of all those little pocket sized storybooks. 
I have had a mini celebration today - I have unpacked the BP china pieces, gifts when the girls were born and washed them [they have been packed away for years]
I decided when they were babies that these were heirlooms, too precious to be used - but now that seems daft. I had a little china Bunnykins mug and bowl as a child, which I used daily for years. On reflection, I am amazed my mother let me have a piece of Royal Doulton in my clumsy hands [and at some point they got broken] but they felt so special - and the grown-ups weren't allowed to borrow them! 

So the clean china will be repacked and go off to live in Norfolk - where little rabbits hop gleefully in the field, just around the corner from Cornerstones. And my grand-daughter can enjoy using them when she is a little older. I am sorry, Liz and Steph, that you missed out on them, but the next generation can have fun eating porridge from the bowl, or cakes from the plate!
Do you use such heirlooms, put them on display, or keep them safe in a box?

Sofa So Good

Suddenly I seem to be doing lots of sewing. This week, I have been recovering the cushions from the bamboo suite belonging to some good friends. It has been in their conservatory, and suffered quite a bit from sun damage. After 16 years, I am not surprised some of the fabric has disintegrated! One sofa and two chairs in serious need of restoration. Zips have broken, covers have split, and many of the cushions have faded considerably from their original golden colour.


















But some fabric from IKEA and a bit of work with the sewing machine, and all looks fine again. 

















No, I didn't put zips in the new covers, I just hand-stitched the closure at the back of each cushion. Eight zips would add quite a bit to the cost - and the making time. If they do need washing, it will be quite easy for my friend to unpick the stitches and sew them again afterwards,
This should be good for a few more years of family relaxation!

Wednesday, 27 July 2016

Spasibo - Спасибо

Spasibo is Russian for Thank you. On June 16th we had some horrendous rain here - and I looked out of the window to see a young woman across the road, sheltering under a tree, trying to hold a plastic carrier above her head. I went to the door and shouted 'come inside, please shelter in here!' but she replied "No! No!"
Then the rain got even heavier - I changed out of my slippers, and grabbed a coat and ran across to her "Please come inside, it is so wet!" and she said "I do not speak much English" - but she came in anyway. We hung her dripping raincoat on the coatstand in the porch, and went and sat in the lounge, and I made her a cup of tea. 
Her English was actually quite good - she was from Belarus, and 31 [the same age as my Steph] her husband was a policeman. She'd come to England for 2 months, to improve her English, and was staying with a family near Southampton. Her host worked for this charity, and my young friend was helping by distributing collection bags through the letterboxes in Ferndown. I found a map, and she pointed out her town - Babruysk, which is South East of Minsk, the capital of Belarus. 


The rain became still heavier- we couldn't hear ourselves speak. I showed her pictures of my family, and gave her one of our commemorative Queen books [in a waterproof bag!] 
Then the rain stopped - and she had to leave. She thanked me profusely and we hugged - and she left.
I thought that was the end of the story - till I left the house early Monday morning, and found this little gentleman standing on the bonnet of Bob's Car. The note just says "Olya - 25.07.2016" - she'd clearly left him there very early that morning






















My dapper little chap is a souvenir of Babruysk - The name Babruysk probably originates from the Belarusian word babyor (бобёр) which means beaver. There used to be many of these creatures in that part of the country. What a lovely thought on her part, to leave this unexpected little thank you gift. I shall treasure him.
Spasibo, Olya - I hope you have enjoyed your time in my country - in rain and sunshine. It was a delight to meet you!

Tuesday, 26 July 2016

Ang Grills Bear About Scout Uniforms

No not him - that chap is Chief Scout, Bear Grylls.
No, I had to grill a bear called Bert from Lancashire.
Here he is on a trip to Dorset, with the Baden Powell Statue on Poole Quay
How big is your chest Bert?  10"
How long is your body?  4"
How long are your arms?  3"
How fat is your tummy?  12"
Why do you need a shirt?
I'm going to a Scout Jamboree in Poland with my friend James in August, and I need a uniform.
Anything else?
Can it have a pocket and a button-down collar, please?

So I got out my folder of teddy patterns, and then realised I don't have any small teddies around for modelling purposes. But Snoopy is just about the same dimensions.




The hardest challenge was the collar, but I got it to work, and opted for press studs under the front flap rather than the faff of button holes. I was quite pleased with the shirt once I had finished.


My blogfriend Carolyn will provide the 'necker' [that is the triangular scarf thing] in the correct colours] 
Then I realised there was no promise badge on the pocket - quick bit of embroidery onto some purple felt...
Final outfit [with temporary necker]

I hope Bert-The-Bear enjoys his trip to Poland - maybe he will actually get to meet Grylls-The -Bear while he is there.
I made one final modification - I wasn't happy with the colour of the shirt- it needed to be browner, and less grey.
Soaking the shirt in tea overnight definitely improved the colour.  
You can see the difference below.


Monday, 25 July 2016

Holt ! Who Goes There?

We did - we went to Holt a couple of weekends ago when we were up at Cornerstones. I wanted to look at the exhibition of paintings by Kieron Williamson. This lad is 14 - but possessed of a phenomenal talent. Here are a few of his pieces - he lives and works in Norfolk, where he paints lots of agricultural views - but he also loves to visit Cornwall and paint seascapes and fishermen. He even painted a dragon for Norwich's dragon parade. too
Check out his website here. The staff at The Gallery spoke of him as a really pleasant young man - generous and friendly - but with a great future ahead of him.
After being blown away by the artwork, we went off to the Folly Tearoom in Hopper's Yard for a cup of tea. 
This is very stylish - the gardens were a symphony of pink blossoms - with toning parasols. Even though it is in the middle of a bustling little town, the tea garden feels peaceful and secluded. 
Inside there were cakestands laden with delicate fancies for elegant dining.
Outside, in the public courtyard, doors marked with two deer heads with pink and blue ribbons indicated the loos. I have never seen quite such a posh coat hook in a public loo before!!
I still haven't got the hang of taking selfies with my new phone. I think my arms are too short - but I refuse to get one of those stick thingies.
Our other outing was a walk on the Sunday afternoon to Foxley Wood. The flowers and foliage were gorgeous, and the moths and butterflies utterly amazing.
I checked up on the blue one with the red spots. I think it is a six-spot Burnet [Zygaena filipendulae]  , but I am not sure. It was certainly a beauty.
Bob took this selfie in the sunshine.
What a glorious county Norfolk is - looking forward to being back there again soon.



Sunday, 24 July 2016

Knots Landing

Is it only 8 days since I abseiled down the church tower? It seems ages ago already. Up on the top of the tower, we had an opportunity to chat to Dave Talbot, who organises these abseiling experiences. He and his team were great teachers, and their professionalism certainly helped to reassure those of us who were somewhat nervous. As he tied my rope, with a figure-of-eight knot, he and I started talking about knots. I mentioned that as a mathematician, I found them quite fascinating. Dave told me his favourite knot was a Hunter's Bend- and suggested I looked it up when I got home. So I did 


It is indeed very attractive- and it is good for holding synthetic ropes without slipping. I am not sure when I should use it, but as the saying goes  Better to know a knot and not need it, than need a knot and not know it.
Dave was at pains to point out that there were two ropes as I abseiled down - the one I was holding, which passed through my carabiner at my waist, which I let out gradually to allow myself to descend - and the safety rope he had tied to my chest, which he held at all times. "You're holding on - and I'm holding on - so even if you should let go, you won't fall" 
And sure enough, Dave did hold on, so I could wave my arms and even try little jumps. And he guided me to a safe landing.

When it was time for me to climb over the edge of the parapet, I suddenly remembered the motto of Spurgeon's College, where Bob studied for ministry. 
"Et Teneo et Teneor" - "I both hold, and am held"
The beautiful stained glass window in the College entrance hall is a vivid reminder. 
Yes, by faith I cling to the cross of Jesus, claiming Him as my Saviour - but when my faith is weak and faltering I know He is still holding on to me, and He will never let me fall.
And that gives me the strength to face whatever lies ahead of me.