Whilst recently browsing in a local hospice shop, I managed to find a skirt made from heavenly pure Scottish wool tweed. When I got it home it immediately went to the washing machine and I half expected it to be ruined to be honest, thinking it wouldn't really be the end of the world. But it came out looking exactly as it did beforehand, only cleaner .. and smelling far sweeter!
Originally I thought I might make a holdall type of bag but because the skirt was such a large size, there was a good amount of width there and perfect for a pair of cushions which we are in need of, as it happens. I thought long and hard about how to embellish them but in the end decided to leave them au naturel. Sometimes plain is best, I think. There's something really satisfying about making cushions, it is one of those projects that takes very little time, yet there's so much reward. I backed them with unbleached antique French linen, nice and slubby and with the envelope back, they were a cinch to make too. I was able to save the other components to the skirt for other purposes - the elastic can easily be reused, the olive lining is now on the shelf for the future and there is still more fabric for another, smaller, creation. Not bad for £4.
These will grace my sofa very nicely I think. I love the very Britishness of the tweed, to me it conjures up images of twinsets and pearls, country estates and tramping through the heather, grouse on the moorland, plus fours on the golf course and, of course, our own Queen Liz!
What things do you think of as being typically British?