Tuesday, 20 December 2011

HAPPY KNITMAS EVERY ONE.

This evening I went carolling.
The Ninjas were there too.

Bringing their own special brand of Christmas cheer.

Happy Christmas every one.

See you on the other side!
Love Nora and the Ninjas xxxx

Sunday, 18 December 2011

CHRISTMAS SWAPSHOPAROONIE
Quite a long time ago the lovely Ali at Very Berry decided to give a christmas twist to one of her fantastic swaps.
A Christmas decoration scrappy swap.


The gauntlet was thrown down, the challenge accepted and very unusually for me I got on with it almost straight away.
And then I put it all away I just had to hammer in a copper nail and take some photos.
LOADS of time to do that thought I.
Tick tock tick tock
Emails passed between mine own self and Linnhie of Wee mindings, my swap partner.
Tick Tock.
Deadlines were set.
Tick tock
Trips to the frozen north taken.
Tick Tock
Reminders sent.
Tickerty tickerty tick tock.
A beautiful parcel arrived on my doorstep.


Ticker ticker ticker tick tock.
Hasty photos taken, nails quickly banged.
Package wrapped, pen in hand, no address.
Emails searched, hair pulled.
Frantic email sent to avery calm and forgiving Linnhie
And finally a mad late evening dash to the post box.
Fingers crossed they arrive in time.
I do wonder why this always happens.
But I guess I'm just too old to change now.
I know it naughty because Linnhie won't have received her package yet, but if I don't show you now I never will.
So here are some sneaky peekies of what I sent.

"Snow" garland
And Reel christmas token, you may remember the reel love tokens from earlier in the year.

So now I am off to do a bit of light relaxing as for the first time ever I have finished my christmas shopping with a week to go.
Hurrah!
Love Nora xxx

Monday, 12 December 2011

The Wombles Wombling merry Christmas

REMEMBER YOU'RE A WOMBLE.
Good morning to you all.
A friend of mine, possibly the oldest friend I have
(first day at infants school and all that)
has started something.
In the spirit of sharing the christmas love I bring you direct from the vaults
Christmas 1975 to be precise,
this piece of wonderful Christmas cheer.
If it doesn't make you smile then you have had too many humbugs already.
You can join in the fun here.
Ho Ho Ho.
Love Nora xxx

Saturday, 10 December 2011

IN SEARCH OF THE ELUSIVE WOOLY HAT.
I've been to the frozen north

I've climbed an iceberg made of stone

I've trodden the cold streets
I've searched a Saumi tent

I've spent unmentionable amounts of money on a pint of beer.
I've worked hard and I've hunted high and low.

Every where I went people knew exactly what I wanted,
they could even name the style of pattern.
I found it in jumpers
I found it in socks
In gloves and I suspect even in a dodgy pair of nylon leggings
But let me say there was NOT ONE single wooly hat of the correct traditional design in the whole of blooming Oslo.
However There were breath taking views

Amazing decorations

Beautiful knits

Reunions with flame haired Glamorous ex assistants

and these socks.

If only I could have afforded them and they were in an adult size!
Moving tributes out side the Cathedral to the massacre in July

More hard work

And just as I exited the Stage door to return to the airport

Snow!
Brrrr!
Love Nora xxx

Wednesday, 7 December 2011

SOMETHING COMPLETELY OTHER THAN WHAT IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE.
I was going to be telling you all about my flying visit to the
far and frozen north.
Oslo.
Its a beautiful place.
I was going to be telling you about all that I saw and explored when I was there.
But then this evening I was given the most wonderful present.
I went to pick up the boys from Bernie our childminder's house.
When I arrived there was a lot of excited giggling and loud whispering coming from her daughter's bedroom.
"You can't go in Nadine's room Mummy."
So I didn't.
I sat and waited in the living room, I had a brief and amusing gossip with Bernie.
Then the command came.
"Close your eyes Mummy"
Lots more giggling and the heavy footsteps of someone carrying a weighty item.
"Put your arms out Mummy"
I did.
"Happy Christmas Mummy"
Look what I had delivered straight in to my waiting arms.


A gift wrapped Bombshell.

I hope Father Christmas brings you something as lovely for Christmas.
Love Nora xx

Saturday, 3 December 2011

GAZING IN TO THE MIDDLE DISTANCE.

Just now I found my self after a busy day sitting doing nothing.
Not thinking, not doing, nothing.
Just nothing.
It didn't last long I was brought down to earth by the Hippy.
"Whats the matter with You? You've got a face like a slapped behind"
Oh.
May be thats what nothing looks like.
Sitting doing nothing was so very pleasurable I think I may do more of it in future.
I realised I do very little nothing any more.
This on top of a comment from one of my cousins this week asking if there are 28 hours in a day where I live as there is no other earthly way I could fit it all in.
Any way Nothing is great, but really is it as good as cogitating?
I love a bit of cogitating.
But it is a delicate beast, easily scared away.
It needs a distinct lack of children in the immediate vicinity.
Noises (happy) off stage left is fine, but when it invades the cogitating arena, poof!
Is gone I tell you, gone.
Beverages are essential, cold or hot I'm not sure it matters.
And no I repeat No phone calls.
Often it is best if the Hippy has may be snuck out for a sneaky
early evening pint of ale.
This evening I have been cogitating upon the theme of Christmas.
For two reasons other than the obvious.
Firstly our friend Catherine brought some thing round for me to see this morning.
A thing of such joy and wonder that I know you will understand my excitement.
A crochet nativity!

A
CROCHET
NATIVITY
!
I mean, come on!
How have I lived for over 40 years with out one of these?
There is a huge a gaping hole in my life, and it needs to be filled.
And secondly today was the day of the Winter Warmers sewing classes for crafty boys and girls.

3 classes with a fairly quick turn around.
They were noisy, messy, silly and funny.

Boy did they make me laugh.

There are more pictures here is anyone is interested.
Any way it is nearly oh so nearly time to watch Merlin.
Pjs must be on, quilties warmed on the radiator, snacks and drinks procured.
Then the boys and I have a hot date with the sofa an the T.V for an hour.
So I am offski.
Happy Christmas every one.
Happy Christmas!
Love Nora xx

Wednesday, 30 November 2011

WREATH: n.
A circlet of interwoven materials: To form by twisting: to twist together: to twine about or encircle: to twist.

Last night I was a busy Nora.
With the grand opening of 2011 official and global Christmas festivities due upon us tomorrow there was just about enough time for a bit of last minute craftiness.


Last night 20 lovely ladies joined mine own self and the glamourous assistant, Kirsty, at our local pub.


And we made wreaths.


Lots and lots of wreaths.


We ate chocolate, we drank drinks, we met up with friends and new people.
But mainly we enjoyed ourselves.


At the end of the night Kirsty and I decide it was one of the most enjoyable classes I have run so far.

Lots of old faces, some recent faces and some new faces.
Such fun.


There is nothing Nora likes more than chatting over a pile of fabric.

You can see more of what the ladies created here.
So now this corner of south London is a little readier for the Christmas onslaught.


Phew! Thank Goodness for that.
If you like the look of the wreaths you can find out how to make them here.
The only difference being our wreath frames were a double ring, so I made the strips slightly shorter, about 5".
I am off next week to a really Christmassy place in the far north.
If there is no snow I will throw a tantrum. Work or no work!
Much Love Nora xx

Thursday, 24 November 2011

ITS ALL GONE A LITTLE BIT WONKY
Long long time readers of this blog may remember the original wonky and some of the less than encouraging comments the Hippy made about him.
But Wonky has been a well loved member of the gang often being lobbed out of bedroom windows just to see how far and how fast a wonky can really go.
But someone other than the boys really really loved Wonky.
Louis.
He is a dear and special friend to all of us is Lou.
It was his birthday.
So a dear and special wonky was called for.
And so I bring you the Flaming Wonky.
With hooves of fire he travels the neighbourhood bringing warmth and comfort to all who meet him.

The glowing embers of his face welcoming friends new and old.

And his ring of fire repelling those who have annoyed,
or big sisters who are being too bossy.

Happy birthday Louis and good luck in your new home Flaming Wonky.
May you keep each other forever warm.
I am thinking how much I enjoyed making another Wonky and that if I can muster the energy (for I too along with other members of the household am feeling a little wonky at the moment) may post a how to about him.
Is this a good idea?
Or is it only me, the boys and Lou that love a wonky?
See you on the other side of all the aches, pains and general grumbly grumpyness.
Nora xx

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

PROCRASTINATION YOU ARE A CLOSE FRIEND,
BUT REALLY YOU HAVE NOW OUT STAYED YOUR WELCOME!

Oh and while you are about it you can take your close friend inertia with you.
My very best friend once told me that our problem was that unless the deadline is biting us on the bum we really just do not get on with it.
Oh how true that is.
I am currently working on quite a big job for my day job.
A production of "West side story" for a theatre in Norway to be precise.
8 beautiful 1950's party dresses designed by some one I really like and admire.
So why are they still hanging there looking at me accusingly?
Why are they not nearly ready for their second fittings in a couple of weeks time?
I mean I've had long enough, we started them in September for goodness sake.
I realise now its because I've had a visitor.
They are a stealthy visitor. One I didn't notice for quite a long time.
To be honest Procrastination is a very low maintanence house guest.
I think he moved in at the beginning of October.
The arrival was soon followed by me signing up for Karen Ruane's buttons and more class.
Its good to keep your self open to new ideas. It keeps me fresh and up to date, stops me from going stale etc etc.
Oh how you must have heard it all before.
We all do it.
Now don't get me wrong, Karen's course is AMAZING.
It really really is.
I have no regrets and it did all of the above listed things.
But was it the beginning of Procrastinations extended visit?
Lets face it we have all been enjoying the spoils of his visit, the tales from the scrap heap, the tutorials. I've been having a great time!
But all the time tick tock tick tock.
I have so many blog posts I want to write, so many things I want to make, cards to send, workshops to organise, bedrooms to decorate, a house to clean and yet they are still undone.
Why is this?
Ah Inertia the whispy and transparent friend of Mr P I see you have arrived under the cover of darkness, snuck in on a blast of cold air one evening when I went to put the rubbish out.
Well now I say BE GONE!
And so I bring you the real post as opposed to the very long pre amble you have just read.

"BUTTON YOUR LIP YOUNG LADY!"
(OR MY CREATIVE SPACE.)
Always that was said in that steely tone of voice that only your own mother can muster, and that you seem to fail at miserably every time you attempt it.
Karen Ruan's excellent course.
I found it really inspiring and so much fun.
I've been meaning to share with you what I made for ages, but for the reasons listed above it hasn't happened.
Before I show you my masterpieces (ahem, cough cough)
I must tell you that karen is re running her course starting next week.
You can find all the details here.
She is a great tutor giving clear instructions and video lessons as well as loads of fantastic advice and feed back.
And at only £30 for a 3 week course an absolute bargain. I would happily have paid double that.
And so to the pictures.

Barroque noughts and crosses.


Cut work button with web stitch and french knots.

Sun a rise early in the morning.

The union flag.
As ever going slightly off piste, a piece of drift wood covered with linen, covered in embriodery, destined to be a brooch.

And then as you do I got interested in something else.
Japanese Borro textiles.
Which lead to this

and this

which made me think about Japanese wood cuts,
which lead me to waves

And finally...

A dorset button.
Not sure I'll revisit this one, but I guess it was interesting to make one!

And the mad thing is there are at least 3 types of button I haven't got round to yet.
You can see more creative spaces here.
Much love and many thanks for bearing with me on this ramble.
The unwanted guests are packing their bags as I type.
So hopefully normality will resume soon.
Love Nora xxx