It started last week, late on Thursday. Last week was mainly spent trying to catch up with myself given that we'd been away for a week. The Munchy one was at home because it was half term so I was fielding oh so many requests to decide which Lego car was best and I took him and several of his friends out for belated birthday treats which wiped out my Wednesday. So, by Thursday, anything else just had to be pushed aside so that I could just make something, to sit at my trusty sewing machine, get out my favourite fabrics and run something up. Ah, sigh, this is more like it...
I'm drawn to patchwork because it means I don't have to narrow down my choice of which fabrics to use quite so much. This time, it had to be my vintage stash, mainly from shopping chez Donna, and a few bits from here and there. I set off stripping.
What were you thinking? Shame on you lot.
Aren't they yummy?
I mean, would you want to have to chose between that lot? I'm afraid there was a bit of this going on too...
I then needed to chop up my strips into little squares. This soon became rather tedious. That is until I realised I could line up several strips on my cutting mat and if I was very careful when moving the ruler, cut many strips at once. Oh joy. It's the simple things, isn't it?
I recalled that I had a read about an interesting technique on Alicia's blog at Posie Gets Cosy and decided to give that a whirl. You take a large piece of lightweight fusible interfacing, larger than the sum of all your squares together and onto it you lay your mini squares in a patchworky pattern. You then iron them onto the interfacing to keep them in position. I ironed them through one of those handy Teflon sheets to save getting sticky stuff all over the iron. Hate it when that happens.
I then proceeded to butt up each line of squares and sew the seams, as Alicia explains. Et voila!
Sorry the piccies are a bit dark but it was fairly late in the day by this point and as we all know, the nights are really drawing in.
What to do with this oblong of patchy goodness? It had to be a cushion...
As I said, it was evening by the time I finished! Took a lot of willpower not to snuggle up under that eiderdown, I can tell you.
So, this pretty patchy cushion would, I thought, look rather nice on my stall at the Fair (12 days to go, eeek). But I thought I'd take it with me to the cottage and take a few pretty pictures of it in situ first, to share with you, my friends.
Where first? The sofa would seem the natural choice...
Quite nice. Then again, what about the window seat?
Mmmm, pretty good. What about the LLoyd Loom though? In fact, this prompted a little shift about in the sitting room and the cushion had definitely found its perfect spot...
Well, I so enjoyed that little patchworky experience and I had lots of little squares left over that I thought I'd continue with some more patchy prettiness. On a smaller scale though, there were a lot of squares in that little cushion!
I took my resulting sacks off to the cottage to finish off.
So, a set of 9 mini squares, interfacing, velvet ribbon, vintage button, more vintage fabric for the reverse, buckwheat and lavender later and we have some pretty and practical wheat sacks.
The munchkin and I pass a pleasurable half an hour playing "which sack is your favourite" (my just retribution for all those Lego cars)!
At the market in Bridport on Saturday, I picked up this dinky little suitcase, originally for the Munchkin to use at 1940's events but I think I might be borrowing it as a "prop" in the meantime!
I always fancied myself as a travelling sales (wo)man!
So, there you have it, last week's patchyness.
Saturday in Bridport was a joy, I must report. The sun was shining, it was not particularly busy (no need to fight in the car park for once) and the flea market stalls along the street were out in abundance. A picture of the scene would have been good, I now realise, but I'm afraid I was too eager to get mooching! The blue basket was not disappointed...
The charity shops yielded this pretty cake plate for a couple of pounds and the colourful flower-shaped candle.
Some more irresistible china, glassware and a few bits of "silver" made it into the basket.
One stall provided me with this job lot of linen for £2. Thank you, I can re-home that little lot quite nicely! As the sun is shining, it will be out on the line as soon as the machine has finished. There's something so satisfying about washing your thrifted linens and getting them on the line, admiring them fluttering in the breeze, don't you think?
I was particularly taken with this one which shall survive the knife!
Well then, much to get on with my friends so until we meet again...