Of flippers and fins............

I've just found these two photos of the lad and I -

Lovely photos and fantastic memories of a holiday a few years ago

 

 

I recall that in the afternoon I could smell a strong odour; a cross between fish and vomit.

I thought that I'd stepped in something at the beach -

turned out to be seal slobber

I hope they bring a smile to your day ,as they've done to mine

Of Fascia............

In my other life I'm a Remedial Massage Therapist. 

I developed an interest in the field after breaking a shoulder and having to do all the rehab. 

As a result I have a "special interest" in arm, hand and upper Thoracic issues.

The bonus of this for the client is that I actually know what it feels like and know the hard yards that have to be put in for optimal recovery.

Having said that a massage treatment doesn't have to be area specific; nor does it have to feel like you've been ten rounds with the rolling pin.

I like to think of my massage style as what I expect of a handshake, 

firm with intent but gentle, not the wet lettuce leaf variety.

My office

                

                        I'm based at Elgar Rd Chiropractic Centre

                 on Thursdays and Saturdays if anyone is interested.

 

 

Elgar Rd Chiropractic Centre,

645 Elgar Rd, Mont Albert North,3129

ph. 03 98901740,
www.achiro.com.au
reception@achiro.com.au

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Memories to last for ever.................

From time to time I'm presented with fabric in one form or another which is just

too precious to throw away.

Usually there is a sentimental attachment that gives us joy; memories of happy times.

It might be scraps from the sewing box, garments and ties no longer worn or fabric that speaks to your inner sense for the need to create.

A while after my Dad died Mum presented me with all of his ties with the hope that perhaps the

 boys might be able to wear some of them.

Open neck shirts are now the order of the day for a Sales Rep and the only tie the

Lad will wear is a school tie so this wish wasn't going to be fulfilled any time soon.

What was I to do with a life time of ties?

I couldn't part with them, silks or polyester.

Tie for a Paymaster

 A tie from Dad's first day as Paymaster of Campbell Soups Australia,

  the tie he wore on his wedding day and the tie he wore to ours.

 - so many precious memories hidden away in the cupboard.-

A special one for his wedding day

I decided to re-purpose them (and a few others added in) and make them into a quilt for the lad, One that he could take through all stages of his life 

He's always been a tactile sort of chap and would enjoy the touch of  silk
So, after sorting the good from the bad,
 adding to the collection from other significant males in our circle and choosing a style, I set to work.
There is a great deal of fabric in a tie when you deconstruct it.

They're generally cut on the bias and are at least twice as wide as what can be seen.

After stripping close to 100 ties templates were cut and pieces interfaced with Weaveline

 to give the silk body but not stiffness and to reduce fraying. 

Corners were added in contrasting colours of silk dupion to complete the blocks and then the sewing began in earnest.
The backing fabric was a lump of something I had in the cupboard and fitted the bill nicely.
To get the correct size I needed to add a strip through the middle so I used up the left over tie blocks
(I always cut extras for "just in case" moments)
 and stitched labels from the ties across the back.
Once the top, batting and backing were sandwiched, I tied the quilt through the block centres with silk ribbon.

labels and more labels

silk ribbon bows

So there are approximately 90 ties chopped up here from
Pa, Dad, 4 Uncles, Mr Santamaria (awesome school teacher), Mr Agnew (awesome school Principal) Rodney Shire Council, and the Royal Australian Flying Doctor Service.
The finished product is queen size, and consists of 1300 pieces.
The batting is wool/poly mix.
The binding is made up of left over pieces from other quilts that I've made

Significant Ties

A few more things collected.........

My collections seem to be everywhere.

Each corner turned, each room entered presents another collection of stuff.

 Lanyards

Tape measures

 

and hoops - embroidery, tapestry and quilting

All that's left is a bag of scraps..........

A few posts ago I talked about a special quilt that I had been asked to make out of 

Men's shirts.

Well, the sewing is done and the top is about to go off to the quilter.

It also has 3 small sibling quilts; similar lay out with uneven nine patches around the outside.

Of Scissors.................

Any dressmaker worth their salt will tell you that there are 

material scissors

 and the paper scissors;  the ones that are used for everything else.

As tools of the trade a pair of scissors is well taken care of and anyone caught misusing said tool does so at their own peril.

In my home the rules are simple

*Scissors with plastic handles and those that are in the stein on the desk

(another collection - pens and pencils)

are OK to be used for paper, tape, eyebrows, and fuse wire.

*Kitchen scissors for meat

* left handed people must use the left handed scissors

(rule for the lad)

*Scissors that are in the sewing room are there for a very good reason - 

DO NOT REMOVE

My favorite pair are the ones on the right. I actually bought them in 

Victoria St, Richmond at an Asian grocer.

They're chicken scissors really but they are beautifully balanced and cut right down to the point.

The red handled ones are my serrated dress maker's, there's a pair of pinking sheers, scissors from my high school days and an antique pair of

 Weiss

 

I inherited these when my Nanna passed away in the late  1980's.

they still have a keen blade, having been well looked after for the best part of a century 

A collector of "Things".................................

I don't really know what the difference between a collector and a hoarder is.

 Some would say that the only real difference is that a collector is a bit more organised, categorizing possessions into groups. 

Probably it's all in the eye of the beholder as to which term is used.

I didn't see myself as a collector until recently when I started to sort the kitchen drawers and came across the wooden spoons that weren't in the utensil jar.

 I think at the time I pulled out the spares and put them aside so that there was breathing space for the other spoons, ladles, whisks, spatulas etc. The list goes on.

 (Our household is a foody household; the Lord has a background in the hospitality industry)

As I got more caught up with the sorting I saw collections of stuff, all very important and useful and very little of which I would be happy to be parted from.

There were the wooden spoons, ( and yes, I do have a favorite strangely enough)

these are the extras

Knives in blocks

there are more Special ones (japanese steel) in their boxes

Utensil jar

A spatula and whisk for every occasion

Cook books

the basic ones are mine; Andrew is more "Silver Spoon and Culinaria"

more cook books

ran out of room in the Cook Book bookcase

Travel books

where happy dreams are made

special tins  

Each Arnott's truck has a different number plate for the year that it was released - there's a few different models up in the bedroom cupboard

and then there's the bears, prints and last but not least, fabric.

My fabric is more catergorised than anything else in our home and I could tell you with a
98% accuracy where you would find the silk dupion, dress cottons, the stash from mum
 (kept for sentimental reasons just as much as anything else) or the retro/repro fabric.
Oh, I almost forgot
Scissors

What's in the box, what's in the box.......

The other day we went to an Auction Day for collectibles and antiques.

There were boxes of crockery, cutlery (old and new)

wigs, fur coats, all sorts of antique and retro furniture and even 2 chicken incubators!

We spotted a brass wood/fire box that would suit our fireplace nicely and the bonus was that it was full of "stuff".

I can hear you say that I don't need any more but it was full to brimming with
sewing things.

Ship on the high seas.

 After a wipe down with some warm soapy water the wood box came up a treat.

 

A thrifty person has built a tray with dividers into the top of the box to house all those little bits and pieces that a seamstress needs.

The tray had needles and pins, a darning mushroom elastic, shoe laces, buttons, hooks and eyes,

press studs and small scissors.

 

Underneath were wools and partly knitted jumpers, velvet cushion kits,

 

crocheted motifs, upholstery needles and a whole lot more.

A half finished tapestry as well as the magnifying glass.

 

Well kept pinking sheers and pins in mint condition

Alexander Beetle could 've lived in here

The local kinder is now restocked with wool, the charity shop has a couple of kits and tapestries and I'm the proud owner of a very serviceable wood box and various sundry sewing items.

I think we've all done pretty well.

Two sides to everything.......



A soldier and his mascot

The 25th of April marks Anzac Day for us.

Many get up in the wee hours to go to dawn services across the country and 90 odd thousand people go to the MCG to watch Essendon and Collingwood play Australian Rules Footy.

 

Footy crowds are always an interesting bunch; so many passionate, one eyed sports fans all mixed in together.

The great thing about a day like this is that we all stand together and sing our National Anthem, giving our thanks and respect to the Service Men and Women.

You can hear a pin drop as the Last Post and Reveille echo around the ground. The atmosphere is electric.

 

The siren sounds, the crowd erupts into an almighty roar and it's "game on"

Unfortunately, Essendon weren't at their best and Collingwood had their game plan well and truly sorted.
 

Happy Mothers Day to All....

I've had a very cruisy day so far.

 Apart from the things that just have to be done I've been able to put my feet up and be

 spoiled rotten.

 The Lord and Lad presented me with a breakfast of

 Toasted Panettone fingers,

Omelette on Sour dough

and

sliced apple and banana,

followed by a fresh cuppa made from leaf tea in my favorite Dunoon cup

 

YUMMMM.

It beats the dry raisin toast, boiled egg and an apple any day.

I believe that for lunch we're dining on Veal with Marsala/Cream reduction and roasted vegetables.

(Sorry - no pick here - I forgot the camera)

So....

This afternoon I'm being pampered some more with a fragrant bath , massage and facial.

 

 

To all of the mums out there whether you be of the biological kind or someone who takes on a mothering role

Bless You

Have a wonderful and deserving celebration



Things that make you go "Hmmmmmm"........

Hello all; 

I've been trying to get to the blog and things are just not working for me.

you know what they say; 

" the best laid plans"

I don't like whinging but each time I've come to sit at the computer 

I've had issues with machines not wanting to talk to other machines,

some sort of Trojan thingy and challenges in general.

Just how I'm feeling

Yes, I know that it's all about attitude.

I can hear the little leprechaun sitting on my shoulder yelling at the top of his lungs

"Suck it up, Princess; build a bridge" 

and for once he's probably right.

A little bit of tough love never hurt anyone so it's off for a walk, a coffee and then back to the machines to strike a blow!

Be back soon

LB

Mothers Day is just around the corner

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