Dolly Mixture

Up in the loft, hunting for Holiday Club Stuff [and dodging drowsy wasps who are nesting under the eaves] I spotted a bare brown leg sticking out of a bag of toys. I retrieved the doll. She belonged originally to Liz I think. I cannot remember her name [I had a dolly like this called Susannah who mysteriously disappeared when we moved house in 1965]

But this dolly was sadly lacking in clothes. So I dug out the fabric saved from my green coat last month and made her a duffle coat. I used some of the original buttons, and lining.

Then I took leftover yarn from the recently finished cardi and knitted her a jumper and a hat, and made her some trousers with some black fabric from the Great Stash.

That looks better!

I think I shall have to go the whole way and make her some little felt shoes, and maybe a set of decent underwear too.

Then I guess I should probably refurbish the dolly’s bed last slept on by the Willows Three

I must not let this project take over. August is far too busy for me to indulge in dressing dolls. Holiday Club is looming on the horizon.