This little number was cheap because it was feeling a bit the worse for wear. Several large rips to be precise. It was billowing feathers!
But I was attracted to the design. I have one a bit like this, by which I mean "fake patchwork" which came from Mr HH's mum who has probably had it years. That's in a much worse state than this one, is very faded and in a more pastel colourway.
The seller suggested (tentatively, to be fair) that it could be de-feathered and the fabric put to different crafty uses alone but I felt I could mend it because aside from the rips, the eiderdown is in lovely condition; plump and bright. Just how I like it, ooh la la!
I decided my vintage fabrics would be right for this project. The colours were too brash in any of my new fabrics, however retro the design.
So I set to with my trusty needle and thread. It's actually quite fiddly work and as you try to sew the patches, rogue feathers keep getting in the way!
Little did I know that rogue feathers were the least of my rogue-ish worries. Oh my, this is too exciting for purrs! I lurrrrrrrve eiderdowns. Let me at it!
Umm, love the way the fabric goes rustle, rustle underneath me...
Oooh, is that a feather on my face? I like feathers, they remind me of birdies! (I'm not allowed near birdies.)
That was tiring!
Vorey safely off the scene (in his own time, of course), I finished the mending. It's not a bad job and has certainly given the old lady new life. There are years left in her yet!
So long as I can keep her away from Vorey!