Wednesday, 28 September 2011

The Big Reveal: The Crocheted Cabled Scarf

Well here we are, as promised:  A "ta-da" moment I think they're called in crafty blogland (I'm still pretty new to this).  I feel a little mean doing it before Mr L has even received his scarf - it's been extremely busy modelling in photoshoots, and is now waiting to be wrapped and sent - but Mr L should get it just in time for when this balmy late-September weather has given way to the more usual autumnal wind and rain.  And he'll actually get to feel it's chunky softness and wrap it around his neck, whereas you guys just get to look at photos, so I guess that's fair really!

So here goes........


Ta-daaaaaaa!











Isn't it just so chunky and cuddly and warm-looking?!  Mr L is a very lucky man.

Now onto the particulars:

The scarf measures 2 metres in length and is 27cm in width.  I used Wendy aran yarn (400g ball) which is 75% acrylic and 25% wool, shade 682, which is a mix of three colours: dark red, dark grey, and a charcoal/slate colour.

And most importantly, the pattern I found on Etsy, from a lovely lady called Joede and her shop called BlackPearl.  It turns out she was brought up in the Cotswolds - not far from me - and knows Oxford, so it's even sweeter to know that she's familiar with my neck of the woods, even though she lives all the way over in America now.  So big thanks to Joede, and please go and take a look at all the lovely items for sale in her shop!

Thanks for stopping by, enjoy this glorious weather.

Big love,  emmalemonade x x

p.s It was lovely to received all those friendly comments on my last post - they really do make this blogging lark worthwhile, so thank you :)

Monday, 26 September 2011

Millets Farm Craft & Gift Fair

Yesterday I took the Mothership to the Millets Farm Craft and Gift Fair. .... Ok, ok, technically she took me because she drove....and paid the entry fee....  Anyway, we went.

We've been going to Millets Farm for years.  When we were small, the Mothership used to take us (my brother, sister and me) there in the school holidays for a mooch around the food shop, and then the garden centre and gift shop bit, and sometimes also the little craft hut, and if we were very good and VERY lucky, we'd get to see the animals down at the bottom of the site and play on the swings as well.  Oooh!  AND we used to go and have tea and cake in the restaurant too!  The best days for that were cold, wintry days when they had the fire going and it was warm and cosy and smelt of wood smoke.  I distinctly remember going to Millets Farm for my Birthday Outing one year, and being given permission to choose some sweets from the sweet dispenser in the food shop.  I choose some white chocolate buttons which were covered in hundreds and thousands, and I consumed them one at a time over the course of the next two weeks.  I knew exactly how to make the treat-y goodness last in those days!

These days, the Centre seems to have lost some of it's magic (perhaps it's just because I'm older?), the gift shop doesn't seem to be as big or as good, and even the craft hut isn't the Mecca-like treasure trove that it once was.  The food shop always has lots of things I could eat right there and then though...!

Yesterday's visit wasn't to any of those shops, but to a specially erected marquee just in front of the Maize Maze (another childhood Wantie: "Mummyyyyyyy?  Please can we go to the maize maaaaaaaaaze?  Pleeeeeeeeease?")

So we paid our £3 (two pounds for me, and one for the Mothership.  She had a voucher) and in we went.  There were perhaps 50 stalls, all selling arty crafty things and all drawing me in with their homemade charm.  Actually, not all of the stalls were selling homemade things; I spotted a couple of stalls where the products has most definitely been bought in from somewhere else, but for the most part, I wasn't disappointed:

 Beautiful lace from a lady called Margaret


 And we got to see her at work too!  Mesmerising.


 Jewellery made from locally found fossils by Fossickers


 And some raw fossils from the same people.  The dark ones on the left are fossilised dinosuar poo!


 Some lovely wooden boxes, coasters etc from Laymar Crafts


 Knitted scarves in gorgeous colours (I forgot to pick up a card for this stall, sorry)


 More jewellery


 Stained glass


 Felt and crochet brooches


 Buttons!  I had to stop myself buying the whole lot!


 Jewellery made from buttons by The Button Room


 Cute little hairgrips from The Button Room


More from The Button Room


I also saw, but didn't take any photos, of some amazing cake stands made from vintage china from a company called Marmalade Button.  They were just soooo lovely!  And so many plates and teacups to choose from!  Too bad that I had stupidly spent all my cash on a (rather delicious) curry the night before so didn't have enough to buy one there and then, plus the Mothership told me I wasn't allowed one.  Never mind that I'm 28 and can make my own decisions.  She laid down the law and said "No."  

China plates and cups were soon forgotten though when I spotted a Twitter friend and her stall so I popped over to introduce myself.  It's the best thing meeting someone in real life who you "see" every day on Twitter, it really is.  How funny this modern age of technology is!  So we had a lovely chat and I took a photo of all the pretty things on her stall (which you can see over on my Twitter page @LforLemonade).  She also directed me over to a lady called Jeanette who (amongst other things) has a mailing list for people who want to be kept informed of when all the local craft fairs are.  I am going to sign myself up to have my very own little stall at some!  Eeek!  This is most exciting but extremely daunting since I have to make a billion things for the stall first!  But something to aim for, yes?

What a lovely, inspiring, exciting afternoon.  The Mothership and I enjoyed it very much, and agreed that there should be more arty crafty homemade fairs like this.  There are so many talented people out there who should be getting the credit they deserve for their homemade things (and not just selling it on Etsy), be it knitting or crochet, jam or jewellery, and if we don't continue these traditions they will die out and never be seen again, like the lace-making lady said.  I have always loved going to craft fairs, and get so totally inspired to make things by them, and I'm sure that there are many people like me!  Trouble is, just to secure a stall at one of these things is mega expensive. Maybe if more people got involved, they would be cheaper?  

Today I have finished a commissioned crochet project!  Hurrah!  I shall post some photos later in the week and give you the link to the pattern I used, but to whet your appetite, here is a teeny tiny taster photo:


OoOoOoooh!  Crochety yummyness!

Also, I got received a wee little parcel in the post, all the way from Australia!  I came across Mikaela Danvers and her Etsy shop I can't remember how one day, and immediately fell in love with a darling little laser cut wooden brooch and HAD to have it:

 Australian stamps are so cool!  And Mikaela had stitched up the envelope using her sewing machine!


 The brooch itself was in a little brown envelope, fastened with some adorable washi tape


 A business card and discount voucher included


And the brooch itself.  Isn't it cute?!

I maintain and strengthen my belief that receiving parcels is one of life's Best Things.  And it's all in the little details too:  the stitched jiffy bag, the washi tape and the little brown envelope, the business cards and discount voucher, and of course the brooch itself, all wrapped up in tissue paper.  Perfect.  

I'm off to test out different stitches for a new commission now - a crocheted camera case for a very lovely lady - but don't forget to pop back later in the week to see the crocheted scarf in all it's glory.

Love love,

emmalemonade x x

Tuesday, 20 September 2011

Busy Busy Busy

Where is September going?!  Last time I checked, it was the beginning of the month and that was fine because we'd just finished August so technically it was still Summer, and now it appears to be Tuesday 20th and this is definitely Not Fine because it's now nearly October and that means it's nearly my birthday and that means there is absolutely nothing I can do to stop myself edging closer and closer to my THIRTIES!  Aaaaaarrrgghhhhh!  (However, I was ID'd in the pub the other night, so I guess as long as I look like I'm under 18 still, that's OK.  Right?)

Actually, I really scared myself silly last night.  I was lying in bed thinking about how it's ten years ago since I left home to go to uni in Exeter, and how that means I've now known my school friends for nearly twenty years.  And then I thought gosh, those ten years have flown by so incredibly quickly, what if the next ten years fly by in the same superfast manner?  That means I'll be FORTY before I know it!  Aargh!  That thought makes me sick with fear.  I just don't feel like I've done anything with my life so far; no real career to speak of, no boyfriend let alone husband, and certainly no babies.  Just a string of failed relationships and an ever-increasing pile of crochet.  (I know I've done heaps of things, and there are lots of exciting things going on in my life at the moment, but I just have The Fear right now, so just work with me on this one...)

Right.  Change the subject (pretend it's not happening....la la lala...)

Crazy weather at the weekend wasn't it!  The sky was going some amazing colours, so I leaned out of the window and took this photo to try and capture the moment:

Bright sunshine one minute, piddling with rain the next!  Ahh, Autumn...

Now I don't know about you, but I LOVE getting parcels in the post.  Some of my best memories at uni were those quiet mornings when you didn't have any lectures to go to, so you wandered over to the porter's lodge just for something to do (nevermind that you have a pile of essays to write and a string quartet to arrange) and there waiting for you is a brown paper package tied up with string (thank you Mary Poppins) and you just know that unexpected, exciting-looking parcel is going to make your day.

Anyway, so what I'm trying to say is that I got a parcel! I kind of knew this one was coming, but that's not the point, look at all the goodies!:
 A bag full of beads of all shapes and sizes
Buttons!
 A photo of  some mountains
 A hand-written postcard 
A photo of some sunloungers on a beach somewhere

How lovely is that?  Very lovely indeed.  Thanks bro :)

Crochet-wise, I have been working on the poppies to sell in my Etsy shop, with all profits going to the Royal Biritsh Legion.  

So far I have made 11, and already have orders for 6 or 7, which is pretty good.  I will be selling them for £6 I think, and postage will be free.  I'll update you all via Twitter and Facebook when they are ready and added to the shop, so keep an eye out for that.

In other news, I was just last night elected as the new secretary for the Abingdon and District Musical Society.  Pretty exciting I think you'll agree, especially since I was only supposed to be going to be the Orchestra Rep!  But definitely something else that'll look good on the CV (as well as the youth work) and I'm really looking forward to bringing my youthful energy and enthusiasm to the otherwise pretty mature committee.  So it's off to minute-taking lessons for me.....!

And just a quick little Parental update before I must go and complete the huuuuge long list of things I must get done today.  The crabapple and sloe jam was deemed A Success by the Fathership, and he has also made a batch of quince jelly too.  So I am rewarding the Fathership for his efforts by taking him to the cinema tonight to see "Tinker Tailer Soldier Spy".  I can't remember the last time I went to the cinema with him, and I don't think he can remember the last time he went to the cinema anyway!  I am prepared for embarrassing and dad-like behaviour from him, and have already warned him that I'll pretend I don't know him if he starts asking the cashier awkward questions about ticket-types and prices....  Wish me luck!

Have a good week.

Love love,  emmalemonade x x

p.s  I almost forgot!  Look at this gorgeous scarf I bought from Zara yesterday!  Beautiful isn't it?

Feathers + birds + yellow = winner.



Monday, 12 September 2011

Building the foundations

It's the last day of my 12-day holiday today.  I'm supposed to be tying up all those loose ends one gets at the end of time off work - tidying, sorting, getting back into a routine - but instead I am doing what I do best: procrastinating.  This morning I have:  been to the doctors; bought some goodies for lunch; checked up on Facebook / Twitter / Blog stats; made and drunk tea; opened a parcel; taken photos; left feedback and discovered a new favourite shop on Etsy (leafgreenhandmade) - Linda has some seriously beautiful things for sale, go take a look, I guarantee you'll get an attack of The Wanties.  What I am really supposed to be doing is finishing off making all the crocheted goodies for Dorothy and Theodore.  Here is a little sneaky preview of some of the things I have made to sell on the site:

 Large crocheted corsages with vintage button detail


 Small crocheted flower brooches with vintage button detail

 Crocheted flower headbands in assorted colours
Jam pot covers in assorted designs and colours

Launch day is this Thursday, so not long to go now!  I need to get photographing and loading everything onto the site....


I have also spent time avoiding the jobs by going out on Saturday night.  Modern Art Oxford was hosting a takeover by  Blessing Force, an Oxford-based collective of artists, musicians and writers, so I persuaded a friend to go with me, and off we went.  MAO was the perfect venue - light, bright and modern; no dark, dingy smelly basement rooms here!  All three floors featured artwork from local artists including Tinhead, Valeska Hykel and Sebastian Thomas, and there were two stages to see local bands play (Chad Valley was my highlight).  The local ale flowed (and ran out!) and there was even a food stall selling noodles, scones and cakes to the culture-hungry youth.  Yes, definitely an event for the young and cool, but a smooth, inspiring show nonetheless.  Here are a few shots I took during the evening:

 Lee Riley freaking me out with his Sonic Art
 7 or 8 projectors were used to create walls of video footage and stills on 3 sides around the multi-faceted structure.
Stage 2 in the Piper Gallery (just in front of the installation)
Stickers from Tinhead

That was the fourth show from Blessing Force, and they're gaining strength and renown with every one.  I'm excited to see what the next event brings...


I've been building some personal foundations just recently, and on Sunday morning, some things that I've been  keeping secret, thinking about and trying to get my head around started to come together.  

Back in June, one of the Village Elders asked me if I would like to help out at a Christian Youth Group on Sunday nights, working alongside the new youth worker.  I said I would, and since then have been thinking, pondering, and thinking some more about what the hell I thought I was doing saying "yes" to something that's barely been on my radar for the last 10 years or so.  

You see, I'm not a particularly religious person.  I go to church twice a year (Easter and Christmas, more if there's a wedding on), I don't pray, and I certainly don't chat about religious-shaped views with young people.  But something told me this would be a Good Thing, and so I promised myself that I would keep an open mind and see what happened.  So on Sunday morning, I went to church for the 11am service for the first time since I was about 9.  I was so nervous, and unexpectedly emotional as well (I blame the flashbacks to school and the termly full school Eucharist services) but thankfully one of the Elders took me under her wing and made me feel at ease.  I'm not going to lie - the hymns and songs (especially the one that sounded like the theme tune to The Rugrats - remember them?!) were my favourite part, but still, it's a start.  

And then in the evening was the youth group.  Weirdly, I was much less nervous chatting with 8 sixteen and seventeen-year-olds and getting them to tell me about their summer holidays and ideas for the group than going to church.  I quite like this.  I have always wanted to work with young people - as a teacher or social worker or something else - so my non-nervousness was merely confirmation of the fact that I am still good at it.  And I think this is why I said I would do it.  It will look good on my CV.  A CV that is seriously lacking in school / young people based activities, but there we go again:  it's a start.  Anyway, so games were played, doughnuts were eaten, lemonade was spilt, questions were asked, chats were had, and prayers were said, and I left that room in The Stables feeling as pumped for building foundations and the future of our little group as the kids did.


[In Parental news, the Fathership has spent the last few days staging a kitchen-takeover by making crabapple and sloe jam and a lot of mess (which the Mothership clears up) and the Mothership has been doing motherly type things, and pouring a pan of boiling water over her hand.  The burn is big and sore.  The Fathership hasn't noticed yet.]

Have a good week.

Much love,  emmalemonade x x x

p.s. The Mothership has just this second brought me some conkers she found on her walk.  Autumn has arrived.

Tuesday, 6 September 2011

End Of The Road 2011

Just a small selection of photos for you all today, which sum up the vibe of the glorious few days I have just spent at Larmer Tree Gardens.  Enjoy.










A truly magical place.

Much love, Emmalemonade x x
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