Wednesday, 15 June 2016

Hat Tricks

Unfortunately Liz hasn't been too well, laid low by a tummy bug. So Monday and Tuesday I was in London, to help with Rosie, whilst Jon went to work and Liz slept. Rosie and I had great fun - we went on the bus to the library and changed her reading books, and bought groceries in Sainsburys. And I put her in the sling for a walk down the Walworth Road. Even in the fortnight since I last saw her, she had grown so much. She adores bathtime, chuckling, and smiling, and splashing around. 
But I have definitely missed a marketing opportunity. On Monday afternoon, when she was in the sling, I put on one of Jon's fleeces and zipped the pair of us inside. Her head was peeping out, so Liz popped the "Emergency Hat" on her head. [The one I made at Easter] 
















As I wandered in and out of shops, FOUR different women commented on the pretty baby and asked where I'd got the hat. I wished I had made more, so I could whip one out of my bag and say "£2 and it's yours!"
Liz seems to be recovering well, so I am back in Dorset now.
I have two craft projects on the go at the minute - but cannot say anything about them just yet [neither involves clothes for babies though]

Tuesday, 14 June 2016

Roobarb And Custard

What fun this was - back in the 70s and now being repeated on Channel 5 'Milkshake' [website here] We both like rhubarb - in crumbles, tarts, fools - or just stewed [but that's just a little dull] and custard is a great accompaniment. Or ice cream, or creme fraiche, or natural yogurt...
I was given a new recipe last week, along with some rhubarb, from my friend Jenny [Deacon's Wife] who got it originally from her friend Heather [another Minister's Wife] And it is delicious. I forgot to ask if this is a cake or a pudding - but Bob and I think it can be either.
Rhubarb Windows
  • 4oz Margarine
  • 7oz Caster Sugar
  • 2 Eggs 
  • 3 tablespoons Milk
  • 8 oz Plain Flour    [or use Self Raising and omit BP]
  • 1 level tsp Baking Powder
  • 1lb Rhubarb
  • Icing Sugar to dredge [optional]
  1. Preheat oven 180ÂșC, grease shallow oblong tin 13" X 9"
  2. Wash and trim rhubarb, cut to 1" lengths
  3. Cream marg and sugar till light and fluffy
  4. Beat in eggs, add flour and milk to make soft dropping consistency
  5. Spread mixture evenly in tin, level top**
  6. Arrange rhubarb in rows at ½" intervals over mixture***
  7. Bake for 35-40 mins
  8. Remove from oven, sprinkle with sugar, slice and serve.
** I was anxious that there seemed inadequate mixture, but in fact it was fine once cooked.
*** Next time I shall use slightly fewer pieces and leave a little more space between them, to make wider 'window frames'
Here it is before and after cooking - you can see that before, the rhubarb is just sitting on the top - afterwards the sponge has risen well to surround it. Once cooled, I cut out the little windows - many I did as 'single pane' and few I did as 'doubles'


They've been packed carefully and frozen - and I'll thaw them and dredge with sugar before serving. A few crumbled when sliced, so needed to be sampled. They were delicious . 
Thank you Jenny [and Heather]


Monday, 13 June 2016

Pinteresting

In these feminist days, nobody talks about 'Pin Money' any more. PIN MONEY was money allowed by a man to his wife to spend for her own personal comforts. 
I discovered some fascinating facts about ancient laws relating to pin money
  • When pin money is given to, but not spent by the wife, on his death it belongs to his estate.
  • In the French law the term Epingles, pins, is used to designate the present which is sometimes given by the purchaser of lands to the wife or daughters of the seller to induce them to consent to the sale.
  • In England it was once adjudged that a promise to a wife, by the purchaser, that if she would not hinder the bargain for the sale of the husband's lands, he would give her ten pounds, was valid.
  • It has been conjectured that the term pin money, has been applied to signify the provision for a married woman,  because anciently there was a tax laid for providing the Queen with pins. 

Then I looked deeper into the history of pin manufacturer. Since their ancient beginnings, human beings have devised methods for securing cloth together. Prehistoric people used thorns as pins. The use of iron wire began as early as the fifteenth century in France. Descriptions of a tailor's equipment from Spanish books dating back to this period included the mention of pins. A "paper of pins" became a familiar cultural phrase, signifying the possessions of the simplest nature.

At the dawn of the Industrial Revolution, economist Adam Smith employed the imagery of a pin factory as the perfect example of the intricate division of labour. In his book, Wealth of Nations, published in 1776, Smith described how one worker drew out the wire, another straightened it, a third cut the wire, the fourth sharpened one end, and another worker ground the opposite end for the attachment of the head. At the end of the process, the pins were polished and inserted into paper packets. These early pin factories produced just under 5,000 pins per day. Such a factory was Taylers in Birmingham.
Attaching the heads presented a particular challenge. In the mid-1800s, British inventors Lemuel Wright and Daniel Foote-Taylor patented machines that produced pins with a solid head from a single piece of wire. By 1900 they were churning out 12 million pins a day! D F Tayler's company joined with Newey's haberdashery supplies just after WW2 
All through my childhood, I watched my grandmother sewing, and she kept her pins in a little blue tin. Made by  D F Tayler, it was part of their 'Dorcas' range. Nana explained about Dorcas, who used her sewing gifts to bless other people [Acts 9] This lady [also known as Tabitha] became one of my heroines.
By the time I started dressmaking properly at secondary school, I just bought a 'paper of pins' from Woolworths. I always wanted- but never owned, a proper Dorcas tin.
I did get some Dorcas pins later- but by then they were in a tacky plastic container, which soon cracked.
On Saturday I was helping Jim's cleaner to get his place ready for Sunday's birthday visitors when I found a Dorcas tin, with 3 curtain hooks in it. "Ooh, my gran had one of these, I have always wanted one for my dressmaking pins"  
Later on Jim came round - and insisted I have the tin - he was really pleased to think I would be able to use it for its original purpose. 
I am one very happy little dressmaker! Thank you Jim - I shall treasure this.

Sunday, 12 June 2016

Happy 90th Birthday!

Today Bob and I will be going to a 90th Birthday Party. No, not that one - I am sure HM has got plenty of guests and will have a great time without us. Our celebration is with Jim, our lovely next door neighbour. Since we moved here in January of last year, he ha been such a good friend. He was 90 on Friday. He comes to our Lunch Club at Church - so we sang Happy Birthday on Thursday. On Friday, the council arranged a special Tea Party for all the 90 year olds in the town. As it was Jim's birthday on that day, they sang Happy Birthday there. No doubt we will sing Happy Birthday after we have lunch at the Golf Club today. Like the Queen, Jim retains a lively interest in life, and has a great sense of humour - he is kind and thoughtful, and fun to have a conversation with. He shares my fondness for crosswords - and loves to tell me when he learns a new word. This week it was 'osculate - kiss' - so when I called round he gave me a hug, and demonstrated his new word! If I get to 90, I do hope I am not a grumpy old grandparent, but bright and happy like these old folk  [nb, I should point out that the ABC is the same age as Bob, although he is old enough to get a Seniors' Railcard now]










I made Jim a card with my diecut machine. Sadly the lens on my camera is damaged- hence the grey blobs on the middle of the pictures. I must stress that Jim's shirt is white and not stained!!

Saturday, 11 June 2016

Rosie Poesy

A few pictures of Rosie.
February 24th [a few hours old]
March 1st
May 18th
May 25th [three months old]
I continue to be amazed by the way Rosie is growing and developing. She brings joy to so many people [along with many broken nights and much dirty laundry for her parents]
I am grateful to Liz and Jon for their generosity in letting us cuddle her and chat to her when we are together. 
I never knew how much I would enjoy being a grandmother, and it just gets better and better...

Friday, 10 June 2016

"Just" Vanilla?

Bob remarked on the pleasant perfume of my hair conditioner - "It's just vanilla" I said [whilst feeling rather pleased he had noticed!] But then I started thinking about vanilla. We so often use 'vanilla' to mean plain or even unflavoured.  
Ice cream - "do you want raspberry ripple, chocolate chip, or just vanilla?" we ask. And so many dessert recipes have that '1 tsp vanilla extract'  at the end of the ingredients list. And I admit, I often omit it, or substitute almond extract, if I cannot find the little bottle.
But real vanilla - the proper extract, or the pod - not the synthetic 'essence' - is truly lovely. As the BBC Good Food page tells us
"The sun-dried seed pod of a type of climbing orchid, vanilla has an inimitable soft, sweet fragrance and flavour. The labour-intensive process involved in hand-pollinating and nurturing the flowers, together with the long drying time necessary makes it a highly prized - and highly priced - ingredient. The rich, sweet Bourbon-Madagascar vanilla, from Madagascar, accounts for 75 per cent of the vanilla on the market. Vanilla from Tahiti and Mexico makes up the remainder, but is much harder to get hold of. Long, black, thin and wrinkled, vanilla pods contain thousands of tiny black seeds, which are used to flavour mainly sweet dishes, and go particularly well with chocolate."
 According to the Guardian, a couple of months ago, vanilla prices are set to rise dramatically, owing to a bad harvest in Madasgascar, which produces 75% of the world's crop. Vanilla is the 2nd most expensive spice in the world [after saffron] The flowers need to be hand pollinated, so that makes it a costly business to produce.
Having started thinking about vanilla, I remembered telling the children in Ratby school "The Legend of the Vanilla" once. I think they had been baking the day before and had asked questions about vanilla- so this was a good way to end the afternoon. You do have to be careful about this though - there are many versions of the story. Some have a lot of gratuitous sex and gruesome violence, and Temple of Doom ritual sacrifice stuff, but the basic ingredients remain the same. I used the Stories from the Americas version [a useful resource for teachers] and just slightly bowdlerized it. 
The legend tells of a beautiful young girl, Xanath who is on her way to offer a sacrifice to the gods when she hears lovely music coming through a doorway. She peered through the door and saw a young man, whistling to himself. It was a handsome, strong young fellow called Tzarahuin. Xanath loved music, and soon they were exchanging tunes and laughter. They fell in love - their love grew and matured. But Xanath was a noblewoman, and Tzarahuin was not. He was not a warrior, nor prince, nor priest nor wealthy merchant; he was an only an artist. But, what an artist! He played music and was also a painter...and as you would expect, their love was forbidden [and the jealous Fat God Of Happiness also fancied her!], they both ended up dead, and where their bodies fell, a beautifully fragranced vanilla plant grew. So there you are!

The name vanilla means little sheath- but in Mexico the plant is still called caxixanath [or hidden flower] after the dead girl.

Now I know the legend is all just made up - but this is a gorgeous plant with an interesting story to it. Vanilla makes a long journey to become the flavour of our ice cream or the fragrance of hair conditioner. Maybe saying "Just vanilla" doesn't do it justice!

Thursday, 9 June 2016

Keep Hanging On...















Thank you to everyone who has said they will sponsor my abseil on July 16th. There has been a slight hitch in getting the charity registered with an online giving site. I will post details as soon as they become available.
I am trying not to get panicky. All those who have ever done it say it is as easy as falling off a log [bad analogy I feel!] I think my two major concerns are climbing to the top of the tower, and stepping out over the edge.
For the second issue, I must just trust the Lord, and the guys holding the ropes.
For the first I am endeavouring to build up my stamina, by cycling every day if I can.
This site is brilliant












You just type in your start and end points, then you can select your route from a choice of  three speeds- quick [15mph] cruising [12.5mph] or unhurried [10mph] and three styles - fastest, balanced [fewer ups-and-downs] and quietest. The maps are clear, and indicate off-road sections and heavy traffic areas, and all points in between.
I have done 4 of these now, and with all of them I found the journey time accurate, Noot being familiar with the area, the links to little footpaths between roads, which shorten journeys, or ways to avoid nasty junctions have been very useful. 
I have discovered that energetic cycling makes my face go tomato red - also it is quite sudorific. That's my new word of the week - I recently came across the sentence "His habit was sudorific" in a book and had no idea what it meant. I looked it up. It simply means 'causing perspiration' sudor - salty fluid secreted by sweat glands; "sweat poured off his brow"
Bizarrely, the word appeared in a crossword a couple of days later. Perhaps it is al this warm weather...


Wednesday, 8 June 2016

Hanging Up My Helmet?

Last week I spent a morning kneeling on the drive, polishing various bits of the motorbike. Reluctantly we knew the time had come for us to sell it. We found a buyer very quickly.





So yesterday we got up early, and enjoyed a good breakfast together. Bob makes a great Full English and then he went to get ready for his last ride on the lovely red Deauville. The buyer lives near Haverfordwest - about 200 miles away, and Bob said he would deliver the bike to him - and get the train back.


We've had fun on this bike - but neither of us enjoyed it as much as the silver Honda Pan European. That was written off in Feb 2013 and replaced three months later 

I did feel a bit sad for Bob as I watched him ride off down the hill. I don't know if there will be another bike, or if my biker-chick days on the back of the pillion have come to an end.

Going, going, gone...




Been there, done that - but at least I have still got the tee shirt!


Tuesday, 7 June 2016

Tray Jolie!

Pattypan over at Tarragon and Thyme  had an onteresting post recently, all about "The milk jug, the teapot, the dripping pot and the butter dish" - saying how these items have 'gone out of fashion. Fifty years ago when we were children, every kitchen had these, in daily use - but now... She asked if anyone else still had these things.

Well, yes I have 3 out of 4 [probably a sign of my age] 
I like to make my tea in a pot. 
I pour some of the milk from the 6 pint plastic bottle into a jug [I reckon the remainder will keep fresher in the fridge]
I keep my butter in a covered butter dish in a shady part of the kitchen - on top of the breadbin. It keeps well there and is usually soft enough to spread.
But no, I do not have a dripping pot. Maybe I should re-instate this one. I concluded that the first two items are part of a trio - teapot and milkjug really need a teatray. I have four which are in constant use. 

The biggest is my brown M&S tray - wedding present 1979. [I have two of these] It will comfortably hold two dinner plates, two dessert bowls, two glasses, and cutlery. i can prepare a meal for the two of us in the kitchen and carry it to wherever we are eating - dining table, garden... It will also carry a dozen coffee mugs, plus milk, sugar and biscuits, if we have a crowd of people round for a meeting. And it's useful if I have a lot of vegetable dishes to carry through for a formal meal in the dining room.


Next size down is my red reindeer tray. This holds all I need for Sunday tea in front of Songs of Praise on TV [teapot, milk jug, cups, plates, and a couple of plates of sandwiches and cakes - and two napkins to keep Bob's suit and my dress clean]
Then comes my long thin melamine tray. Elevenses, or an afternoon break - teapot or cafetiere, mugs, milk jug, and a couple of biscuits - exactly the right size for these.

Finally, smallest of all, my IKEA horse tray [much loved, and very faded now] This is mostly used first thing and last thing - only big enough for two mugs of early morning tea or late night drinking chocolate 

Is it just the older generation who use tea-trays? I am much less likely to spill the tea if balancing two mugs on a tray rather than one in each hand. I suppose Marie Kondo would suggest I downsize and only keep one tray -but which one? They all have their special purpose.

Monday, 6 June 2016

Belgians And Xenobaths

I did some baking on Saturday - in my recent tidy-up of the pantry cupboard I found a jar of mincemeat hiding amongst the jars of jam. So out came my old Cranks book and I made a Belgian Cake. I also decided to use up the leftover bits of cereal to make HFW's 'Cupboard Flapjacks'. I had enough mincemeat for 2 cakes [one for the tin, one for the freezer] and I also froze some of the flapjacks. 


Belgian Cake using leftover mincemeat from the Cranks Recipe Book [pub 1982].
  • 100gms butter or margarine
  • 75gms dark brown sugar
  • 2 beaten eggs
  • 150gms self-raising flour
  • 225gms mincemeat
  • 1 tablespoon water.

Cream fat and sugar until creamy and fluffy, add the eggs, then fold in the flour, then the mincemeat, finally the water. Spoon into a greased and lined 20cm square shallow cake tin. Level the surface. Bake at 170ÂșC/325ÂșF for about 30 minutes until risen and golden. Cool in the tin. [you can bake the mixture in muffin cases too]
                                                         
HFW’s Love Your Leftovers Cupboard Flapjacks.
  • 50g honey or golden syrup
  • 175g butter
  • 125g sugar
  • 100g porridge oats
  • 150g leftover cereals of your choice
  • 25g dried apricots/prunes/dates chopped
  • 25g raisins/sultanas
  • 25g seeds – pumpkin/sunflower/linseed
  • 25g desiccated coconut
  • pinch of salt
Heat the oven to 170ÂșC [150Âș fan]
Grease and line a 25x20cm baking tin.
Melt the butter and syrup in medium sized heavy based pan
When melted, remove from heat. Stir in all the other ingredients. This is a very free and easy recipe- use up whatever bits and pieces you have around! Tip into prepared tin, press out firmly, push into all the corners. Level the mix.
Bake 25-35 mins. Leave to stand 5 mins, then mark into bars. When nearly cold, cut into pieces and finish cooling on wire rack. Will keep in tin for a week or so. HFW says 12 bars - I cut mine into 15!]

Also I made some of HFWs chilli beef noodles for our evening meal [sorry, no picture] using lots of fridge leftovers, plus homegrown mint and coriander. Thrifty and resourceful! And all the time, I was listening on the i-player to "The Kraken Wakes" from Radio 4

It is more than 60 years since John Wyndham wrote this chilling tale of aliens from the ocean depths [xenobaths] who threaten to destroy all human life. This production is a brilliant contemporary re-telling of the original story. Val McDermid has transferred the story of a radio producer and his wife [and co-worker] who witness something very strange, whilst on a honeymoon cruise. It is the beginning of a chain of events which will threaten civilisation. The original book [Bob's 1976 Penguin copy is on the bookshelf] feels dated now - but VM did a great job of bringing the tale bang up to date, with global warming, the Syrian Refugee Crisis and President Putin all getting a mention. The First Minister For Scotland, Nicola Sturgeon was there too, and had a 20 second cameo appearance! 
The main characters were played by Tamsin Greig [Green Wing, and of course, The Archers] Paul Higgins [The Thick Of It, Utopia] and Richard Harrington [Hinterland, Poldark] Background music was played by the BBC Philharmonic Orchestra and certainly added real atmosphere and tension. 
An enjoyable afternoon's listening - with good food at the end of it. 

Sunday, 5 June 2016

Festival Of Flowers

The Parish Council in nearby West Moors, has just celebrated its 60th anniversary. They had a week of special activities,including a flower festival/competition. As UCF belongs to the Churches Together group, and also we put a Christmas Tree in last December's event, we were invited to take part in this one too. Again it was hosted by St Martin's United Reformed Church. Sadly, there were fewer floral displays than the organisers hoped. But all very different. The theme was '60 years of West Moors' 

Click on the pictures to see who did what. That lady is our lovely Luise who stepped in at the last minute to do our UCF display when Heather had to pull out for family reasons. Heather had the idea, and provided the props, and Luise assembled it all beautifully.


We were quite pleased that the location for our display was under the cross- it seemed rather appropriate. There was coal in one little bucket and water in the other - and one person lent a pukka model steam train and another provided the picture of the station.

 
I was the 'meet and greet' person for one morning, and ended up having some lovely chats with visitors. It was interesting to hear their comments about their favourite displays. People certainly appreciated the work that the children had put in doing their pieces which were all 'collaborative efforts' - most of the adult ones were just one person's arrangement.


This is the winning entry, based on the War Memorial, done by a lady who is a retired professional florist.
Thank you to all those who assisted with the UCF display, to Muriel and the folk at St Martins for the venue, and Amie, Parish Secretary, who worked hard all week organising the various celebration events.







Saturday, 4 June 2016

A Little Bit Wimsey-cal

Perhaps there is something in the air - but three other bloggers have mentioned recently that they are re-reading the Dorothy L Sayers books.
I love DLS, and the Wimsey/Vane books especially.
But I had not come across this one - A Presumption Of Death.
This one, like Thrones, Dominations is another ones of the pieces begun by DLS, and completed by Jill Paton Walsh after Ms Sayers' death.[JPW never met DLS]

It is set in wartime - around 1940. Lord Peter is away on some hush-hush mission for the Government, and Harriet has taken the children to their place in the country to avoid the bombs in London. 

A Land Girl earl- is mysteriously killed, on the night of the Air-Raid Practice, and then the chief suspect goes missing. The local copper asks Harriet for help [in the absence of her super-sleuth husband] and in the end it all gets sorted.


I was a bit disappointed whilst reading it. Although JPW does manage to convey the strength of the relationship between Wimsey and his wife, and Harriet's constant struggle to feel adequate to the role of 'Lady Peter' - which were key parts of the DLS oeuvre, other aspects of the book left much to be desired.
It felt like a book written in the 90s about the 40s. Somehow the style of language felt a bit too 'modern' in places. There were a few anachronisms which really jarred with me. Like - how come Cook was making Woolton Pie before it had been invented? Once or twice I felt details had been put in just to educate us about life on the Home Front. The death of the poor Land Girl became less and less important as the other, more implausible parts of the plot took over. I appreciate it must be hard to write a book using the notes of someone else who is no longer around to advise - but I didn't think this one was as good as JPW's previous Wimsey.  
Nevertheless I rate it ****I should like to give it 3½stars out of 5 - but can't work out how to type that - and it seems churlish to mark it down - so I am going up to 4/5. 
I am intrigued that Dorset libraries have a number of copies of Presumption of Death - all of them large print - Does reading the works of Ms Sayers make one short-sighted? Do they assume we all wear monocles like her hero?

Have any of you read The Attenbury Emeralds [the third DLS/JPW] and if so, what did you think of it?

Friday, 3 June 2016

An In-Convenience Truth

Readers of a nervous or sensitive disposition should probably avoid this post

I find some of the latest adverts for loo cleaners a bit ghastly, to be honest. I wonder how some young Mums will persuade their kids to go from using the safe and familiar potty to the big scary loo if they have seen these monsters lurking beneath the rim on the TV


But it seems that real life is even more risky, as I found reading the BBC News Website ...

A man in Thailand got a shock last week when he went to the loo and a python sank its teeth into his...er...private parts. The python had slithered through the plumbing and up into his toilet. I am glad to read that the gentleman is making a good recovery [that's a relief]

People in County Cork, in the Republic of Ireland, were warned to check their toilets in April after an elderly man was bitten on the bottom by a rat. A local councillor advised people "to keep their toilet seats down when not in use, and to watch their posteriors".[begosh and begorrah!]

In New York, stories of alligators in the sewers have proliferated since the 1930s, but they are probably just urban legends. In Paris, however, a crocodile was found in the city's sewers in the 1980s under Pont Neuf. There is no record though of an animal of this kind getting round a U-bend and arriving in a toilet.[quelle horreur!]

I am not aware of any such domestic disasters happening in Dorset. I will just remind you to be careful in the bathroom, you do not want to find yourself flushed with embarrassment.

On a totally unrelated matter - I have been sorting out cases for our holiday in the autumn. I understood the parts about ripstop material, handles, wheels and zips etc - but I was somewhat bemused by this part of the description "Sturdy design with protective rubber balls to prevent bottom wearing"

Thursday, 2 June 2016

Taking The Plunge!

Throughout my teaching career, I've known many children whose homelife was stressful, whose parents found it hard to cope - to juggle employment and childcare, to manage on benefits, and were unable to help their kids with schooling because their own basic education had been so poor. 
This part of the country has been in the news recently because nearby Sandbanks is the most expensive seaside town in Britain. At the other end of Ferndown you will find real social need. Some friends of mine run a project there- the Bus Stop Club. It is located behind the wonderfully named 'Hope Church'. The BSC helps those families who are struggling with life.


These are their aims
to offer support and a listening ear to parents, families, individuals and young people living in Heatherlands. Where appropriate, to signpost families and individuals with specific needs to local support services.

to facilitate quality family-time activities for parents and primary school children, and to offer support with homework for older children.

to promote healthy family and community relationships through providing parenting workshops, practical advice / support for healthy eating, improving adult literacy skills, building self confidence, and in other areas in response to specific needs.


Just up the road from my house is St Mary's Church. It has glorious rhododendron bushes, a new coffee shop, a great ministry team...and a tower. I am a grandmother in her sixties, who is less than 5 feet tall, and who hates heights. But because I believe in what the BSC are doing, I am going to abseil from the church tower on July 16th as part of the Club's fundraising efforts. I have never abseiled before [and may never do so again!] and I need to raise at least £100 in sponsorship. If you could spare just a quid or two, I'd be incredibly grateful. Thank you. [as yet, I am still waiting for Just Giving to get the page sorted out. I will post a link as soon as I can!!]













Breaking The Rule**

One item that went in the great May Declutter was a school ruler. I have lots of rulers - they get used in papercrafts, sewing activities - but primarily when I am teaching. Last week I was helping a friend revising 'triangles', and got out two rulers so we could have one each. And we noticed one seemed slightly longer than the other.

So we lined them up together. The red WHSmith 'shatterproof' was not only slightly shorter physically, but the measurements for 12" didn't line up. Neither did the 30 cms match. 
We then found a third ruler, so we could determine which was the wrong ruler. The Learning for Life one was a freebie from the Education Show at the NEC about 10 years ago - so maybe that was the faulty rule. But no, it seems the WHS one is incorrect. I stacked the three up and although my photo below doesn't show it too clearly, the red ruler is 4mm short. That's a 1.3% error! Enough to give a false reading in a maths exam.
Ruth suggested I went and complained to WHS - but I have had it years and it hardly seems worth it. I did wonder about taking it into one of their shops and measuring the ones currently on sale...
I was going to keep it 'for the purpose of drawing straight lines' but Bob wisely pointed out that I do have a plethora of rulers so it might as well go...
So I chucked it.












 ** the title of the post is incorrect, it is shatterproof so I didn't actually manage to break it!

Wednesday, 1 June 2016

100% Success !




















I've done it! I actually managed to remove not 100, but 112 items from the house during May.
I am feeling very pleased to have achieved the target, and then some. 

  • Some things were donated to others who would find a better use for them [a jumper to Steph, jars to Miriam] 
  • Others were recycled - a couple of really tatty teeshirts of Bob's went into a ragbag in the garage, and the bottom of that sewing box became a planter
  • Lots of things went to the local charity shops - including 6 old towels to  Waggy Tails - a Dorset Based Dog Charity.
  • I used 6 balls of wool for 'sleeve knitting' - and sorted out loads of other wool I felt I would never use -more than 1kg worth. I bagged that carefully, and labelled each bag with the weight - the ladies in the CS were incredibly grateful I had done that. They felt it would be much easier to display and sell
  • I sorted out my shopping bags. I still had a fair few plastic carriers rolled up in the bottom of my trolley. So they all went to the CS too, and the goods I took in all went in stronger bags. Half a dozen bags should be enough for a major shop, why keep more?
  • There were some very bizarre and useless items which had been kept, and really needed to be chucked - an inaccurate ruler which was no use for measuring, but why have I kept swimming ear-plugs which I stopped wearing when my classes finished [1998] or the nit comb [purchased in the 1980's used once] 
  • My final action was to sort out a few books to sell. I am expecting a cheque from Ziffit. At the last minute, I remember to check online for 'promotion codes' and found a "10% extra" - so I will get £10.95 for just 5 books which I no longer want or read. 




So I haven't done as well as Kate, but I have achieved the goal I set myself, which is satisfying.


My next step must be a major sort out of my craft materials. Now I am not teaching regularly, making costumes for the annual school play, or preparing Holiday Club Crafts, I think some of my stash can go.
If I was still in school, I would get one of the Teaching Assistants to stamp my notebook with one of these...




Tuesday, 31 May 2016

Made In May

This month's craft output seems to be determined by the events and groups I was involved with, and family and friends. There was all that origami I did for the WWDP conference at the start of the month [and then made more models, to take to the Committee] I did a demonstration of the Dorset buttons for the Coffee and Craft Morning, and brought home 'armless jumpers' from that meeting to add the sleeves. 
Lots of upcoming birthdays meant a card-making session on the die-cut machine. 
Then I have done a lot of dressmaking repairs and alterations, like my 'french-style' tee-shirt, made from the dress which Marion gave me.
As well as that I altered a dress and skirt for Steph, shortened two pairs of trousers for one friend [and one pair for myself and mended a cardi for another. 
Considering how much time I spent away with WWDP, and with family, i don't thinkI have done too badly! 
I am hoping to spend June on one specific craft project which will take time and planning - but I somehow suspect other things will take a higher priority as the month goes on...