Do you remember this dress? I was wearing it yesterday and it made me feel all warm and snug and very much cosseted. Then I spied a remnant of the wool in my cupboard. Not enough for another garment, unfortunately, but enough to satisfy my sudden urge to make up some more purses. And perhaps a cushion to come, we'll see.
Probably the last of the woollen purses for the shop this season, although these are the first I have made this year so far as it happens. I sewed a length of vintage hemp-coloured lace onto one side and used some of my precious 1930's rosy posy fabric for the lining, picking out the blue in the check.
I have managed to give myself tendonitis in my right arm (blaming childrens' school bags here but I suspect it's more likely the excessive pinning I've been doing lately!) and have promised the Physiotherapist that Messrs Cameron and Osborne have very kindly provided that I'd go a little easier on the computer for a while. Easier said than done but if it gets to the stage that I can't use my sewing machine I shall be one very unhappy bunny. And heaven forfend I should be forced to give up on the washing up!!
As well as a series of exercises I've been given, I've been told to pack my arm in ice for ten minutes, twice a day. Is she nuts? That's never going to happen, it's -1.5 deg out there today and as I look out of my window I can see something falling from the sky. I'm thinking it may be snow!
Have a lovely week.