Rosa’s rose party

Rosa's rose party - corner by corner       My two biggest girls are very into birthday parties. Now aged 6 (only just) and 3-and-three-quarters, they begin planning their next birthday party just as the guests are leaving from the current one. Rosa’s first birthday party was a wonderful sunny afternoon in what was then our new house, bunting strung up everywhere, and a garden full of friends and family. It was a very slightly emotional affair for me as I’d wanted to have a party for her the previous year but we’d just not had enough space. Also, I was heavily pregnant, and feeling (very rationally) that her second birthday party might well be the last nice thing i would ever have time to do for her.

Since then we have always held parties at home, and have always so far been lucky with the weather. Even though every year i promise myself that this is definitely the last year, and swear faithfully to everyone in earshot that I am definitely – DEFINITELY – going to find a venue the following year, outsource absolutely everything, and just turn up with a cake.

Hah.

Another battle I have on my hands is that we tend to have party themes, and I have made it my MISSION not to have a Disney princess party. I can’t quite explain this. Despite my feminist ideals and my attempts at gender-neutral parenting, the girls are obsessed with Disney princesses, and our house is full of them. Their bedroom is heaped with plastic princesses, princess dresses, and novelty items with princesses on them. So it’s not as if I am staging some kind of boycott. But for some reason I think that having a Disney princess party is just a bridge too far. So far we have had a Gruffalo party, a Tiger Who Came To Tea party, a Froggy / Hello Kitty party (the result of a last minute change of mind from the party girl).

So this year was the year of Rosa’s Rose party. The theme was genuinely her idea. But once she’d uttered it, about 9 months ago, i was so taken with the idea that I purposely reminded her of it, bought a few rose things, and managed to ignore her other party ideas (“Mummy! I want to have an Olympic party! And a cake shaped like the Olympic stadium!” “Mmmmm? … What’s that darling? Shall we watch some TV?”

Tissue paper pom poms - corner by corner

Turns out that a rose theme provided the excuse I’d been looking for to hang up tissue paper pom poms everywhere. I thought if I bought pinkish ones they would look like big suspended roses. And aren’t they magnificent? As I type, the party took place about 2 weeks ago, but the pom poms are still hanging, turning lightly in every breeze, resplendently floral and celebratory, because I cannot stomach taking them down.

I had a quick google for tissue paper pom poms, swiftly abandoned the idea of making my own, and found a seller on ebay who sells a whole variety of sizes and colours. I can’t tell you how much I love them. There is scarcely a room in my house that I don’t think would be improved by hanging up some of these beauties. But in the meantime, I think I will buy a couple more in some greens and oranges, then hang up some of them over Persephone’s cot, and some in Rosa and India’s room.

Corner by corner - birthday buntingI know. I know that I already have birthday bunting. I know that I had in fact already bought plain bunting. But I used this printable bunting for both the big girls’ birthdays last year, and loved it so much that even though it was just paper hastily stapled onto raffia, it was strung up in their room for nearly a year. So I thought if I printed out and laminated some saying ‘happy birthday’ then we could add it to our party box, and bring it out for every party.

Rose cupcakes - corner by cornerBy now you can see I was going a bit OTT with the rose theme. The cupcake wrappers I found in a discount bin in Hobbycraft about six months ago. The fondant icing roses on top are the result of two lucky happenstances: the first being my own misspent childhood making roses out of Fimo, the second being discovering that our wonderful summer au pair, Perrine, as well as being very helpful and charming generally, has superpowers which include tissue paper pom pom assembly, and fondant rose making.

Corner by corner - flower fairy lightsThe string of flowery fairy lights were retrieved from the girls’ bedroom. I actually bought them ten years ago (gulp0 to string along the top table at our wedding. It was a nice feeling, therefore, albeit a sentimental one, to use it for my not-so-little girl’s sixth birthday

Corner by corner - rose cakeThis is the rose cake. Although I don’t do much icing of cakes, I was confident in this one…. because I’ve actually made it once before, for India’s christening. The design was an idea I found on Pinterest, where someone earnestly assured me that this fabulous effect was actually very easy. Turns out they were right. I bought loads of tubs of ready-made buttercream icing (my secret weapon. After baking cakes I can never face making icing), and firstly gently spread on a flat and thinnish ‘crumb layer’. After that I grabbed my piping bag, and star nozzle, and just squirted spirals all over it, then filled in any gaps with swooshey shapes. Ta dah!

Corner by corner - triple layer rose cakeThis shows the inside. It’s a triple layer Victoria sponge, filled with fresh whipped cream, jam and fresh raspberries. The sponge was my favourite Nigella food processor recipe, from How to be a Domestic Goddess, doubled. It was really very delicious. Hard to slice up. But delicious.

Corner by corner - party tableAnd here’s the party table. Turns out that even if you think you’ve got a pretty unique party theme, someone else has still got there first. So I bought the ready-assembled Vintage Rose essential party kit from Party Pieces, which included the pink table cloth, the rose plates and napkins.

Corner by corner - party tableWe even managed not to go overboard on the food this year, remembering that even when you’ve invited roughly twice as many children as you meant to (whoops) they are in fact normally too excited to eat very much. So just a few sandwiches and crisps, cupcakes, party rings (“They taste really horrible.” I explained to Perrine, “But they are a traditional party of any British children’s party. So we have to have them.”) a bit of watermelon, and then, after a suitable pause, the obligatory chocolate fountain and a slice of cake, and basically everyone is happy.

Party table - corner by cornerHere’s the full table. Set off to perfection by the bare plaster wall, don’t you agree?

Musical bumps - corner by cornerI think a good time was had by all. Certainly there was some very enthusiastic dancing going on during Musical Bumps.

Rosa - corner by cornerAnd Rosa loved it. I mean, she just loved it. Every time I arranged something on the table, or brought something out, she greeted it with whoops and ‘wow’s and ‘this is the best party ever’s, and ‘mummy, you’re the best’s. Which was brilliant.

Birthday cake - corner by cornerHere we all are grappling with the perennial problem of birthday candles plus the slightest of slight breezes….

Birthday girl - Corner by cornerMe and the birthday girl.

Party pots - corner by cornerJust before i go, a brief mention of our party bags. Or party pots. The first activitiy we all did was to decorate pink flower pots with stickers (party dresses and paints do not strike me as a good combo). Then we ‘planted’ or sellotaped a fake rose in each pot. These pots then doubled as party bags, and each one was filled with a ‘make your own rose’ kit, a sweetie bracelet, and a small bag of Haribo.

Party pots - corner by cornerYou can also see how my lovely friends stuck the tissue paper and straw roses we’d made into the pots. They looked really beautiful all lined up on the piano, and the children all seemed really pleased to take them home.

It was a really lovely afternoon. Happy birthday Rosa!

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Room by room

I have alluded to the fact that we are having building work done. Time for me to blog properly about it.

Since we first moved into this house, I have periodically announced to Oli that I wanted to knock down the wall between our two reception walls. Like a massively less successful and considerably less expensively dressed Kirstie Allsopp, I would stare balefully at the wall that stood between our sitting room and our study, and I would plan its demise. Oli was uncertain. I was resolute.

One of the reasons for knocking down that wall was that, truthfully, the study was never a very well-used room. It was full of bookshelves, which should have been brilliantly useful but which really just attracted Stuff. It housed the piano, which neither Oli nor I play anything like as much as we would like to. The study basically functioned as a big dumping ground come buggy park. Which I think we can all agree is a pretty expensive waste of space.

So we finally got to the point where we could start doing just a few of the grand ideas I have for the house, and I was determined that we would knock through. Oli was still nervous, but reassured both by my certainty and also by the knowledge that when it comes to design and decor decisions, his role is a consultative one …. at best.

And operation ‘ground floor renovations’ was born. It was in three major parts:
1. Remove the shower from the ground floor bathroom, get shelves built for washing machine and tumble drier, and turn room into utility room.
2. Knock through two reception rooms.
3. Remove window from the study (second reception room) and put in french doors.

Truthfully, getting this work done was equal parts amazing and horrifying. I really seriously thought that my childhood would have prepared me for the inconvenient and messy aspects of building work. After all, my parents are inveterate DIY and renovators. Turns out I was wrong. All my childhood gave me was the uncertain benefits of having ‘an eye’. After being dragged around countless old houses for sale, and exhorted to imagine how lovely they could be if done up, I can definitely do that. I can look at the bones of a room, see past the mess and the damp and the decor, and see that it would be a great space. What I can’t do is any of the practical stuff to get them there. Or live happily and calmly with the mess and disruption required to make major improvements.

WindowThis is the space in our study where the window used to be. Part of my plan for here is that putting in French doors will open up the side return of our garden. It’s pretty wide, and is currently used to store the hose. I have a lovely mental image of some pots, some trellis, a little table and chairs. Basically I think the French doors here will give us a bit more garden, which will be lovely. Once the hole had been made in the wall (and once the rotting lintel had been found, and replaced) I started to get quite excited.

Corner by corner - french doorsHere are the french doors in situ. I am so pleased with them, they’re totally beautiful. Our builder made them to match the proportions and panels of our front door, which means they look as if they have always been there. I am planning to paint the outside the same pale grey-blue as our front door, too, just to emphasise the similarity.

Corner by corner - renovations in progressThis was the hard bit, though. Here you can see where the floorboards were taken up, in order that the enormous steels could come in through the french doors, and one could go under the floor forming the bottom part of an enormous metal frame. Said metal frame is basically tasked with holding the house up.

Keeping the faith was hard when the rooms were a tip, the girls were running riot, both reception rooms were a no-go area, every available room in the house was full of things from the reception rooms, and all the items I owned seemed to be in boxes, with all the important things in the boxes at the bottom.

Corner by corner - protecting the cornicingThis is the wall that was coming down. This is the view from the sitting room. RIP wall. Roy our builder talked very knowledgeably about the things he would do to protect our beautiful cornicing (one of the very few original features left in the house) but obviously there are no guarantees. So seeing it with the protective frame around it, ready to be stuffed with soft material to hold it steady, did give me a wobble.

What was really difficult was trying to actually imagine what it would really look like. So it was genuinely serendipitious when I was contacted by the folk at RoomSketcher, asking if I would be interested in trying out their product. RoomSketcher is an online tool which describes itself as for ‘visualizing homes’ (more about that Americanism later). Well, why not?

It was very easy to sign up. I did have that moment of faltering at something new …. does anyone else have this with technology? When you’ve bought a new phone, or a new printer, and you KNOW it will be perfectly easy to do, but there’s the box and the manuals, and the help pages, and the quick starter guides, and it all suddenly seems so complex when all you want is for it work perfectly, seamlessly, without you having to do anything other than make tea. I did get over this. I realised if I wanted something nice from RoomSketcher I was going to have to put in a bit of time. So I allocated an evening to getting to grips with it, cleared some mental space, watched a couple of the videos, and jumped in.

It won’t work on the iPad, which is a pain, but hardly their fault. RoomSketcher uses flash, which just won’t work on apple devices. This was a huge inconvenience to me when our laptop suddenly stopped working, as I had to halt work on my roomplan entirely for about a week until our replacement arrived. Again, not exactly RoomSketcher’s fault, though.

Once I’d remembered that I stored the house details the estate agent created, and that this included floorplans and measurements, I realised I was away. It took not very long at all to create a room outline, and then the fun began. I put in the dark wood floor that I’ve long been dreaming of, filled in the walls an elegant pale grey, and began to play. Sofas. Bookshelves. Rugs. Oooh – cushions! We don’t have a fireplace at the moment but re-opening up the chimney and putting one in is definitely on my to do list, so I stuck one in my room too. Ditto the beautiful built-in white cabinets for the alcoves which are currently on my lottery list.

I did run into a bit of trouble trying to layer things up. I couldn’t get a picture to appear above the fireplace, and ended up with it resting in front of the fire. I spent a minute or two wondering why my fireplace looked so strange, and realised I’d placed it facing the wall rather than the room. These are obviously small things, and I’m sure if I was a regular user I would laugh at myself. But they were a bit fiddly to get my head around.

Corner by corner - room sketcher imageBut – look! Doesn’t it look great! Once you’ve put some stuff into your room, you can play with it in various ways. You can take snapshots, you can upgrade those snapshots to ‘premium photos’, you can create a ‘room 360′ from any point in the room (which makes a little video as if you were in it, spinning slowly around on the spot). I have to say that my initial feeling, that this was a program that seemed nice but gimmicky, was being replaced by a sense of how versatile it was.

Corner by corner - roomsketcher image 2I was impressed by being able to find the EXACT Expedit toy storage unit we have. And this was brilliant, because for ages I had been thinking that when the wall came down, we could move the Expedit from the middle of the chimney breast, and put it behind the sofa. But I had been wondering whether this would really work, and if there would be enough space to move from one room to another. Ta da! More than enough space. Highly pleasing.

I found a piano as well, and sofas which approximated our sofas enough to give a good impression of the room. I could have dived right in and spent ages filling up the bookcases with books and ornaments, and looking through different pictures on the walls, but I decided enough was enough.

I did struggle a bit with a few other things, though. Creating the bay window was hard. I ended up making angled walls and dropping in windows to give a bay impression. There is a better way to do it, but I wondered as I did it whether the software was American and perhaps just not used to us quaint old Brits with our Victorian houses. It’s not American, apparently, but the person who does the interior design aspect of the site *is* American, so you have to watch out. Thankfully I have wasted enough time on US interior design blogs to know that a hutch, for example, is not something in which to keep a guinea pig, but instead what we know as a dresser. See also ‘credenza’, and other such esoteric terms. I can see, however, that if you have more of a life than I do don’t spend time reading American websites about homewares then this aspect might be confusing or frustrating.

The best bit, though, was switching to 3D mode, and just spending some time virtually ‘walking’ through my room. After all the planning, the scaffolding, the building regs confusion, the rubble, the dustsheets and everything, it was desperately soothing to just click through and walk to and fro, through where the existing wall was, imagining a time when the walls would be finished, and small children could run happily from room to room.

I was given access to a VIP account for 6 months in order to review the product, and I was thinking about whether I would try it again. RoomSketcher do three different types of account, a free one, VIP (which gives access to more features like high-res floorplans and 3D pictures), and a pro account which is more for commercial use. I can easily imagine property developers using the pro application to sell properties off-plan, for example. The VIP account is $49 (around £30, depending of course on exchange rates) and Pro is $99 (£60 approx).

As an interior design tool, I am probably not so enamoured of it, just because you are obviously limited in what you can do by the pre-determined options. Thinking about this more carefully, I think if you are into interior design and love to buy stuff straight-up from the high street, then this might be perfect. But if you’re into a mishmash of second-hand, DIY, some high street, and some personalised stuff then it is very hard to recreate that look here.

But honestly, if I had another big project to do, then yes I would purchase a subscription. If I was buying a house and thinking about taking walls down / dramatically altering the room layout then I would probably have a play with RoomSketcher just to see whether the rooms would flow. Testing out whether a ‘standard’ size sofa would fit in my room was brilliant, and I can’t think of another way that I could have had a virtual ‘walk’ around my new room without using this.

Disclaimer. I was given a 6 month RoomSketcher VIP account in order to write this review, but all thoughts and opinions are my own.

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A warm welcome

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There are times, during a dark, bleak British winter, when you get so cold that only the copious application of cosiness will possibly warm you up. I am not just talking about an extra jumper, environmental though that would undoubtedly be. I am talking about super-duper cosy-central. Times in a cold February when I want my life to resemble a desirable photo-shoot from a modern, handmade lifestyle magazine: cashmere bedsocks, goose down duvet, grey merino hand-knitted hand warmers, large stoneware mug of tea, big purring cat.

This year has been weirdly warm (“when is it going to SNOW, Mummeeeeeeee?”) which has happily meant that most thoughts of trying to warm myself up have been banished from my mind. This is especially good, since opportunities for languidly lounging around wrapped in desirable warm items of homeware made from natural fibres are sadly limited round here. We tend to rely on the hot heat of tantrummy soft-play to warm us up these days.

So we’ve relied on our heating only a little bit this winter. This is something of a relief, since our heating system is what one might describe as touchingly basic. No thermostat. No particularly obvious way of altering the temperature on the radiators, other than the time-honoured, ‘turn the knobs as far as you can in one direction then see whether the radiator seems cool or roasting next time you remember’. Basically when it gets cold, although we can set the rudimentary timer on the boiler, we tend to just turn the heating on for a few hours, then turn it off again. Thankfully our house, whilst having many problems that we would like to fix, is actually a pretty warm house. It heats up pretty quickly, and retains the heat reasonably well. Which is a blessing, actually, now I think of it, that I should really appreciate more.

The boiler on the other hand, is hard to appreciate, sitting as it does right in the middle of the kitchen. Remember our kitchen window, which I posted about blimmin’ ages ago some time ago?

The kitchen windowWell, since then we’ve seen a few small improvements. I removed the hideous metal blind. I even undercoated and painted the window frame. And I bought a metal shelf from Ikea to hang our saucepans from, having admired the very same thing in a friend’s house.

Corner by corner - kitchen windowSo here you can see the white painted window frame, which made a lovely difference to the whole space, making it feel much cleaner and brighter. But what’s that, dominating the view from here? Ah yes. The boiler.

My ideal boiler would be hidden away somewhere. Preferably in a built-in cupboard, so we could put it completely out of sight, and I could live a nice warm life whilst pretending that there was no such thing as pipes, gas supply, or indeed heating bills. I just have this nagging feeling that if we ever tried to move this boiler, it would not only be massively expensive, it would also hasten its demise. So there it stays.

Since being sent some information about evohome, a smart central heating system has also joined my dream list for our heating. The basic premise is that instead of waiting to feel cold, then flipping open the boiler and switching it on, the whole thing works in a rather more seamless, technological and beautiful way.

honeywell1You get to control your heating remotely via an app, which is music to the ears of a technophile like me. There is something pretty pleasing about the idea of sitting on a cold train, getting out your phone, and arranging for the house to be nice and toasty when you get back. But you also get a control panel fitted like the one above, which has a pleasingly futuristic air about it.

Of course, a love of gadgets and a desire to change the temperature when on the London Overground are not the only reasons to find this all appealing. You can also create ‘zones’ in your home and heat them separately, which should mean you can use your heating more efficiently and save money.

If that’s piqued your interest, there are a couple of places to find out more, both the Evohome website, and the nifty system planning tool, where you can input a few details and get a price.

This is a sponsored post in association with Evohome. I received payment for this post, but all words and thoughts are my own.

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Painting our Ikea craft table

I recently wrote about various things that, as I snappily said ‘I love so much that I can’t decide where to put them, and therefore currently don’t have anywhere at all in our house‘. As part of this, I resolved to, over some as yet unspecified period, include the following stuff in our home, somehow, somewhere:

- a garland
- a wall sticker (or wall stickerS. I might go crazy.)
- tissue paper spheres
- chalkboard paint

So here we are. After hearing some words of doom concerning blackboard paint, largely concerning how hard it was to remove and sand off, I started off small, and decided to paint our little Ikea table first of all.

Corner by corner - Ikea children's table Here it is. This is the ‘before’. I love this little table, which I bought with two chairs when Rosa our eldest was probably about two. The idea was for her to have a table and chairs to draw at, and it has been used variously as a place for playing, drawing, reading, and eating snacks from.  It was, of course, from Ikea. As is almost everything in our house (apart from those things which I bought from ebay). I love the shape of it. I love the little chairs. I love everything about it, apart from the finish. Slightly too shiny, slightly too orange, slightly too wrong. I decided I needed to paint it almost as soon as we got it home.

I knew I wanted to spray paint the table a neutral colour, and then paint the top in blackboard paint. I thought the girls would enjoy scribbling on it writing on it with chalk. Truthfully, I thought *I* would enjoy writing things on it. I thought it would only be a small job. Easy.

But then every time we reached a point where we might begin to wrest back some control over our lives, and might possibly be able to find a moment to paint some furniture… well, we developed the habit of just having another baby. Hurrah. After all, why not?

So here we are. As with so many things. Emerging from the abyss of tiny babies, with our youngest now just days away from being 18 months old, and staring down the barrel of all the things we should have done years ago. The sun was out a few weeks ago, the girls were happily romping around the garden, and I had a sudden rush of blood to the head: ‘I could spray paint that table!’ I thought to myself.

And so I did.

Corner by corner - spray painting Ikea table I just did it. In the words of my previous post, I carped the diem. I did the whole works: lightly sanded the table, then sprayed it with grey primer, before getting stuck in with the almond colour paint I wanted to use on the legs. In retrospect I am not quite sure that grey primer was the right call. Even after about three thin coats of almond paint, the overall impression of the colour is still… well… very grey. I don’t mind that so much. I’m all up for a bit of grey. It just wasn’t quite what I had in mind.

Corner by corner - painted Ikea tableBut undeterred, I pressed on, and painted the top with my trusty tin of blackboard paint. I have to explain here how had a slightly hilarious episode with a magnetic tin of blackboard paint some years ago now where we painted a wall in our old kitchen with it. We were then mystified by the wall’s steadfast refusal to acknowledge its magnetic properties in any way.  We couldn’t persuade even one small word of magnetic poetry to cling to it for longer than a second, before sliding slowly and sadly down the wall. Turned out that we had failed to stir it properly, so all the magnetic stuff (iron filings?) was sitting at the bottom of the paint tin, being resolutely and uselessly magnetic there.

So this time I was pretty determined to stir it properly. I wielded my weapon of choice (a knife from our cutlery drawer) and stirred it as well as I could. It was hard. Trying to get it all to mix together was nearly impossible. I have searched hard for an adequate metaphor to describe how difficult this was. It wasn’t like whisking up salad dressing.  It was more like…. like… well, imagine a bucket half-filled with gravel, then topped up with water. Imagine usng an implement, let’s just say a knife from your cutlery drawer, and imagine trying to whip up the gravel into a gentle emulsion with the water.

Can you imagine that?

Well, quite.

So. I did my best. I stirred and whipped valiantly. Then I painted. And the effect was pretty good. You can see above. It has just the contrast I wanted between the pale neutral and the black.

Corner by corner - Ikea tableBut… but… what’s this? I was perplexed by its shininess. I kept thinking it would dry matte, and it kept… well, not being matte. Turns out that shiny blackboard works just as well as matte. You can still write on it with chalk. The girls don’t mind one bit.

I mind. I consulted the Oracle on such matters, who goes by the name of my Dad.

“Why is my chalkboard paint drying shiny rather than matte?”
And do you know what he said?
“Ah. Yes. You need to stir it properly.”

Brilliant.

 

 

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A picture ledge for our room

I was admiring a picture ledge on the rather lovely Tales from a happy house. The only thing better than how lovely the ledge looked was finding out that rather than being impossible to replicate (“Oh, this? I bought it at auction years ago.” “Oh, this? I found it at this DARLING little flea market in Paris.” “Oh, this? My grandfather made it for me when I was born.” etc. etc.) it was in fact from Ikea. From the ‘Ribba’ range, no less, which I know reasonably well since approximately one million of the Ribba frames already hang on my walls.

So upon hearing the fabulous news that it was neither prohibitively expensive, nor impossible to get hold of, I did what any normal person would do. I bought two the next time I went to Ikea. And then I gazed at them in a pleased fashion for a minute or two, slung them under the spare bed, and left them there for at least six months.

          

 I knew exactly where one of the ledges would go. The space above our bed, where I put up our sun mirror. There was only one problem. To put it up, I would have to use the drill. Because here’s the thing: I lost my drilling mojo, over the course of three pregnancies, and having three newborns. When pregnant, I didn’t want to use the drill. I wanted to lie down, eating Lindor chocolates, and watching trashy TV. When I was looking after a newborn, I didn’t want to use the drill. I wanted to have a bath, and a sleep (of course, what I actually did was to spend every hour god sent breastfeeding). So I stopped believing I could do it. And hence the flow of DIY in our house, halting and uncertain at the best of times, came to an almost complete standstill.

Until I decided that this was ridiculous. I OWNED a drill. I had previously used it. It was not rocket science. It was not frightening or mysterious. It was just a drill, and I was going to conquer this strange mental block, and drill holes in the wall if it either killed me, or took me all day.

And I did!

Corner by corner - picture ledgeI got Oli to sit up in bed so that I could make sure I put it high up enough. I had an uncomfortable vision of sitting in bed, with a ledge at the exact level of the back of our heads. I wasn’t sure whether the worst thing about that image was the idea of always hitting my head on it, or the idea of constantly knocking pictures off. Either way, it was an image to be avoided. You can see above not only how high up it is but also how I was so excited once I’d actually managed to put the ledge up that I immediately balanced some pictures on it to see how it would look.

Great, was the answer. So I scoured the house to find some more pictures to put on it.

Corner by corner - picture ledgeAnd in one of those weirdly serendipitous moments, it turned out that I already had a collection of frames which, after just a little bit of shifting around, moving forwards and back, looked pretty near perfect together. Some of these were frames that had been looking for a home for a while. Like this one:

Corner by corner - family tree paper cutThis papercut vision of gorgeousness is a personalised family tree. I am very slightly obsessed with personalised prints and homewares, and spent more time than I’m prepared to admit looking at different family tree type prints online. The fact that this one combined a tree, a papercut, and serifed lettering makes it a bit of a holy grail item for me. I actually found it online before Persephone was born, and bookmarked it ready for when our family was complete. I then – ahem – bought it as a father’s day present for Oli from the girls. And the fact that I love it so much is entirely incidental.
Moving on.

Corner by corner - you are my sunshine printThis picture was a Valentine’s present from Oli. All the more remarkable (and appreciated) because he bought it all by himself, and I hadn’t even seen it or commented on it, or dropped hints about it, or told him to buy it for me, or emailed him the link, or anything.

Corner by corner - picturesThis is a picture of my gorgeous sister on her wedding day. And next to it is – um – an empty frame. The colour and size of the empty frame are perfect for the space. All I need to do is put a picture in there.

Corner by corner - picturesMore family photos at this end of the ledge, too. What’s funny about this ledge is that it’s ended up being largely white and silver, which I would previously have definitely said would not have worked in our room with its largely warm tones. But there it is, being white and silver, and looking lovely. And somehow it’s lightened the whole room up a bit.

Corner by corner - picture ledgeThere it is. I love it. I am hopelessly, stupidly pleased with myself for having rediscovered my ability to use the drill. It fills the space above our bed beautifully. And I do love a picture ledge. The rest of our bedroom is currently covered in stuff and full of boxes, as minor building work takes place downstairs, and every item we own seems to be in a box, piled on top of other boxes. But looking at this space makes me feel very soothed and happy.

Rachel x

 

 

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Tutorial: make a fairy door

      Corner by corner - fairy door tutorial

It all started, as things so often do for me these days, with Pinterest*. It started with a pin that showed some rather adorable looking ‘fairy doors’ made out of lolly sticks. But, frustratingly the pin didn’t take me anywhere useful. And I suddenly thought, ‘I could DO this. I could make them myself, and make a tutorial, and maybe it would be good for me, and perhaps it would even be useful.’ So here we are.

Tutorial: make your own fairy doors

Materials

  • Lollipop sticks / popsicle sticks (around 9 per door)
  • Glue (either PVA or, more thrillingly – and with more opportunities for James Bond impressions – a glue gun)
  • Thick carrier bag or other smooth non-porous surface to act as a gluing mat that you can easily peel gluey lolly sticks off
  • Buttons
  • Hacksaw, or something else sharp enough to cut lolly sticks with

1. Glue together enough lolly sticks to make the main body of your door. I just judged this by eye, and I found around 6 looked good. If you have a glue gun then this is the work of a moment. If you don’t have one, or if like me you DO have one but can’t lay your hands on it, then PVA is your friend. I laid out my six sticks next to each other on a reasonably sturdy carrier bag, thinking this would be easy to peel off afterwards. I made sure they were straight by pushing something straight up against one edge of the door, and then just ran glue up and down all the visible joins. I did think about carefully applying glue along each thin edge, then butting them up against each other one by one, but I thought this a) felt like a big faff and b) felt as though the glue would seep through and be visible from the ‘right’ side.

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In fact, you can see in the picture above how this worked out. My red lolly sticks are ‘wrong side up’ so you can see shiny glue along where all the lolly sticks meet. The plain one is right side up, and you can see how they’re joined pretty seamlessly. You can also see how gluing like this made them bow slightly, but fear not! Step 2 will address this.

2. Glue on your reinforcements.

Corner by corner - fairy doorI wanted each of my doors to have two horizontal reinforcements, and one diagonal one. But there are no rules, obviously. I like this stage, because I think this is what makes a row of lolly sticks start to have undeniably door-ish qualities.

Corner by corner - fairy doorsI again did this by eye. I think the fairies are not exacting in their carpentry requirements. Strangely, I had two different sizes of red lolly stick, meaning I could use a whole one for the diagonal piece. But when it came to the plain sticks, I had to cut all three of my reinforcement pieces to size.

Fairy doors - corner by cornerBy now I had found my glue gun, so pressing my little doors flat, and holding on the reinforcers was the work of a happy, hot-glue moment. But if I’d still been using PVA I would have applied glue very sparingly (to stop it seeping through to the front), then folded over the carrier bag so that the door was encased in plastic to protect it, then thwacked a thick book on top to keep it all flat whilst it dried.

3. Adorn

Fairy door furniture - corner by cornerAfter all that ‘right side’ / ‘wrong side’ flapping about, you can clearly see in the picture above that I glued my reinforcers onto the wrong side of my red door. Ah well. Learn from my mistakes.

Once the doors are glued and flat you can stick stuff on. I kept it very simple and just glued on some very plain small buttons to act as doorknobs. If I’d had more time I would have roamed around the house looking for more stuff to act as door furniture. I’m thinking perhaps beads, more unusually shaped buttons, and perhaps little bits of broken jewellery to act as door knockers, letter boxes, finger plates, hinges etc.

4. Hide around the garden

Fairy doors - corner by cornerThe plain door (in my head this is the ‘untreated pine door’) found a home amongst the ivy of a tree stump.

Fairy doors - corner by cornerThe red door I tucked into the base of a tree on the other side of the garden.

Fairy doors - corner by cornerThis picture gives you more of a close up. It is hard to convey how cute these doors look. They are seriously adorable. I have left them out overnight because quite apart from any enjoyment that the girls get out of them, I really like the idea of them hiding out in the garden, ready to charmingly surprise at any moment.

But talking of the girls…

Fairy doors - corner by cornerI was trying to get a picture of them playing with the doors, and this was my first attempt. I show it here just to demonstrate the level of their enthusiasm: it was very hard to move them away sufficiently to take pictures. They must have spent at least an hour, perhaps two, out in the garden today playing fairies, entirely independently, only interrupted by my asking if they needed the toilet, and Persephone wandering over to destroy their games and pull their hair, in her indomitable toddler way.

Fairy doors - corner by cornerInspired by the wonderful Red Ted Art, we made peg fairies yesterday and today, and they delightedly invented games where the two fairies went in and out of the doors, and got up to various other adventures that mere parents aren’t privy to.

Fairy doors - corner by cornerThis is Rosa’s doll, Periwinkle, which she made all by herself. I made a conscious effort to sit back and let her do it herself, and not intrude. She totally loved it, which made me realise I should get less stressed about the girls’ craft generally, and just allow them free rein with all my their craft materials, at least occasionally.

Fairy doors - corner by cornerAnd there you have it. Lovely fairy doors. Entertaining for children. Charming for whimsical adults. I don’t know how long these will last (though I am suddenly tempted to give them a good spray with clear varnish tomorrow, for good luck). But frankly, they took so little time to make that I don’t really mind. I feel quite happy with the idea of making more of these in the future. There were certainly plenty of places where I could imagine hiding them, inside and out.

Which brings to a conclusion my very first tutorial I hope you liked it. I do have more planned…

*As an aside, talking of Pinterest, I was recommending to a friend with a new lovely house that she should look on Pinterest for pictures of amazingly capacious, over-styled American laundry rooms, and another friend overhead and said, “Why? Why would you do that? Why torture yourself by looking at these pictures?” And I was torn between wanting to shout, “You just don’t GET it!” …. and feeling that, actually, she had a point. Why do I browse the web looking people living amazing lives and doing things I can’t replicate? How is that different, exactly, from reading celebrity gossip magazines? Hmmmmm.

Rachel
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Paralysed by indecision

Obviously the list of things I would like to do to the house is as never-ending as the laundry. But I was reflecting recently how several of the things I would really like to add somewhere in our home are things that I really actively love. Things which, if you asked me for some of my top interiors favourites, would easily come to mind. But things which – crucially – I haven’t actually yet PUT ANYWHERE IN MY ACTUAL HOUSE.

It struck me quite forcibly when I was trying to plan where to put a chalkboard wall. I love blackboard paint. I own a tin of it, which has been sitting downstairs in the basement for at least a year. There are at least three surfaces in the house that I would like to paint with it. And because I can’t choose between them, what have I done? Well, absolutely nothing, of course. Ditto garlands, which I keep thinking I am slightly obsessed with but then am forced to realise that surely if this were the case, my house would be full of them.

So I therefore thought I would set myself a challenge. And to make myself accountable, I would write a blog post about ‘the things I love so much that I want them in every room, can’t decide where to put them, and therefore keep putting it all off and don’t actually have any of them anywhere‘.

So here it is. My personal challenge of four lovely things, inspired to a large extent by three lovely bloggers.

1. Garlands

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Check out this beautiful feather garland by Kate from Crafts on Sea! I love bunting and garlands, and all things strung from string.. Although it’s true we do have some bunting around the house (birthday bunting, Christmas bunting, and bunting in the girls’ room. Oh, and we make seasonal bunting to hang in the kitchen. That’s quite a lot actually… ) we definitely do not have any permanent bunting downstairs, and we certainly do not have garlands. Kate made this one herself, by simply stringing feathers onto baker’s twine. Which is such a simple idea, but really effective. Seeing it look so lovely makes me want to string postcards up, or flowers, or anything really.

I have started to make heart garlands for the girls. And I want to add a felt garland of some kind to the picture ledge I have just put up in our room (on which, more later). But I think overall our house is very top-heavy in terms of decor. The bedrooms are generally in a better state than downstairs, despite downstairs being where I spent almost all of my time. So my garland plan is:

- finish heart garlands for the girls
- put up a garland somewhere downstairs where I can see it.

2. Wall stickers

Tidy away today - wall stickerThis wall sticker is from Tidy Away Today, from Antonia’s coffee corner. I have to say that I am normally very firmly #teamtea but I am willing to overlook such small-minded loyalty to point out what a lovely wall sticker this is. I love wall stickers generally- there are some lovely animal ones in Persephone’s room, but none downstairs for me. And I couldn’t tell you why this is. Maybe because I love them so much it feels too important to choose them. Which is doubly ironic since the whole point of wall stickers is that they are a low cost, low commitment way of decorating the walls.

Meaning that my wall sticker challenge is very simple: buy a wall sticker and put it up somewhere.

3. Pom poms / honeycomb balls

Love Chic Living - honeycomb ballsWhen I was planning a nursery for India, I was determined to hang tissue paper pom poms over the cot. I bookmarked some and planned how striking they would look. And yet, and yet, in the hustle and bustle of preparing to have our second baby, there was never a good time to fork out for the pom poms. So I’d almost forgotten them when I was forcibly reminded by reading this post in Love Chic Living. Jen hung these up in her dining room / den, and I just love them. I think they look so colourful and striking.

So I resolve to put up some tissue paper spheres, in either pom pom or honeycomb form, just as I wanted to – erm – three years ago.

4. Chalkboard wall

I have already mentioned this one, but am illustrating it here with another picture from Tidy Away Today, this time of Antonia’s chalkboard wall in her kitchen. Here, she’s decorated it for Christmas, as well as the handy calendar. I think it looks fab.

Meanwhile, in my home, I have mused over painting the top of the girls’ craft table in blackboard paint. Also the door that leads down to the basement. Also part of the wall in the kitchen. Also one of the walls outside the kitchen in the hall. Obviously the main limiting factors to my painting things with chalkboard paint are 5, 3 and 16 months old, and are normally found running around my house destroying things. But in addition to the girls, I think I have been worried that I might choose the wrong place and regret it.

So I have decided to seize the day. To carpe the diem. I am going to paint something with chalkboard paint, and hang the consequences. This is my final challenge.

To recap, then. In the next six months I am going to:

- finish heart garlands for the girls
- put up a garland somewhere downstairs where I can see it
- buy wall sticker and put it up somewhere
- put up some tissue paper spheres
- paint something with chalkboard paint.

And you will have to hold me to it!

Rachel(with thanks to Kate from Crafts on Sea, Antonia from Tidy Away Today, and Jen from Love Chic Living both for their inspiration, and for kind permission to use their pictures)

 

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Invitations to draw

 

Corner by corner- invitations to drawI was a serious and perhaps slightly tedious small child. I spent long hours drawing and colouring, making endless crafty items out of paper and pipe cleaners, fashioning people out of toilet rolls with my sister, devouring craft kits for breakfast,and begging for art materials for birthdays and Christmas.

Before I had children, I spent a long time considering how they would not be just like me, and it was important to remember that they would have their own interests and strengths….But I never ever considered that they wouldn’t want to draw.

I blithely assumed that as soon as they were able to hold a crayon, they would be fascinated by it, and would want to do nothing else. So of course, just to shake me up, I was blessed with two determined little physical girls. Little climbers. Little walkers. Fast (if graceless) runners, who would be off and halfway up the nearest tree before I could say, “Anyone fancy doing some potato printing?… Shall I get out the tissue paper?…No?”

I have dealt with this in various ways. The main one -  not recommended – being to placate myself by buying endless quantities of art materials. I have been storing these materials in a series of plastic boxes in the kitchen. I don’t claim it’s rational. I’m just reporting what I do. Another being torturing myself gaining inspiration by reading various blogs written by people about encouraging play and artistic activity. There are hundreds of these blogs, and many of them are every bit as smug and joyless as you might imagine. Two of the more approachable, and more inspiring ones for me are The Imagination Tree, and the Artful Parent.

So I bought an easel for the girls (ok, it was really for me). I wondered if shaking it up a bit might encourage them to draw a bit more. And I suddenly remembered that on the Artful Parent, Jean had written about creating drawing prompts: essentially creating a ‘starting point’ on a chalkboard that her children could find and complete. So, almost as an afterthought, one day I drew an enormous plate on the whiteboard of our easel, and wrote, ‘What’s for lunch?’ underneath.

The next morning, India’s reaction was immediate. “What that say?” she demanded. “It says ‘what’s for lunch’.” “Oh.” And she jumped off her chair, demanded a pen, and began swirling it around in circles. “Pancakes!” she cried, happily. It might have been the first time she made marks that actually represented something. It was amazing. So since then, I’ve been creating invitations to draw as often as I can think of them or get a moment to draw something. Rosa has joined in too. And it’s been immensely fun.

Corner by corner - Christmas invitation to drawOf course, Christmas was a great source of inspiration. I drew this one the weekend that we got our real tree.

Corner by corner - invitation to drawThis one was more fun for me to draw than for the girls to complete, but you can see above how Rosa started to draw snowflake stickers on the mirror above the fire, and India was scribbling I think to represent fairy lights at the window.

Corner by corner- invitation to drawThis one was very popular. The girls always love it when I draw them (probably the most successful invitation to draw to date, which I inevitably didn’t photograph, was when I drew a cartoon India and Rosa in crowns, vests and knickers, with an instruction to draw the princesses’ pretty dresses). And since this was just after Christmas, they enjoyed talking about their presents, and which ones they could include.Corner by corner - invitation to drawAbove you can see how Rosa divided up the floorspace, before drawing her own presents (a barbie, and a small plastic horse, which I am reliably informed that Father Christmas got from the 99p shop), and drawing Persephone’s Noah’s ark and toy frog. India took a more impressionistic approach to the board, adding a spider to Rosa’s toys (“MUMMY! India has drawn a spider but I didn’t get a spider for Christmas!”) and then drawing what I think is meant to be her treasured ‘Belle doll’.

Corner by corner - invitation to drawI don’t know if it was the idea or the quality of the execution, but this one totally failed to grab them. They both looked at it over breakfast, and each declared morosely, “That doesn’t look like a bed, Mummy.” Then they ignored it steadfastly.

Corner by corner - invitation to draw flowersAnd this one, on the other hand, provoked a response but not of the expansive colourful flowers I’d imagined. Rosa carefully drew four very small detailed flowers, and then left her creation there.

These photos are just the tip of the iceberg. Other invitations have included ‘Who’s at the door?’, ‘What’s in the present?’, ‘What’s outside the window?’, ‘decorate the cake’, and more. It has become something of a game with Oli, too, who is totally confused by any kind of artistic activity, and feels that some kind of unprecedented creative explosion is happening in his kitchen, and doesn’t quite know what to make of it.

So there we have it. A small diversion from the house. Only linked to the house, actually, by the fact that I am a bit obsessed by blackboard paint. So obsessed that I am continuously thinking of places I could use it, and hence feel a bit paralysed when it comes to actually deciding what I should paint. So far I have decided to paint the surface of the girls’ craft table, at least two of the walls in the kitchen, one of the walls in the hall, and the door that leads down into the cellar. Perhaps narrowing these options down somewhat could be the topic of another post…

Until then, do let me know if you’ve done anything similar to this. Or if you try it and enjoy it.

Rachel
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All wrapped up

Corner by corner - brown paper wrap with doilies and raffia

It was 2008 when I first began to get what you might uncharitably call slightly obsessed with wrapping presents. Up until that point I’d had a very measured and sane approach, in common I believe with most of the population. It went like this: buy roll(s) of wrapping paper, buy gift tags, wrap gifts. Run out of paper, buy another roll or two. The end. It was a more innocent and perhaps a happier era.

2008 was the year of my ‘Christmas goes Bollywood’ wrapping theme, and marked a dramatic departure from this. I don’t have a photo of said theme, since this was before the days when I would immediately photograph anything visually pleasing, and share it on social media (can you imagine? Me either.) So you will have to imagine it: pink tissue paper, gold sparkly ribbon, purple and glittery gold gift tags, with shiny beads hanging off each parcel. The whole theme came from finding a necklace in New Look that was reduced to a few pounds, and made up of enormous, petrol-coloured, dangly beads.  It was enormously pleasing.

Since then, and since my discovery of the collective madness that is Pinteres, and also the Mumsnet ‘poncetastic Christmas’ threads, life has been somewhat transformed. We have had ‘Scandi cute’ Christmas wrap (brown paper, gingham ribbon, a small bell and a candy cane), ‘cool paper craft’ (brown paper, with patterned washi tape ‘ribbon’), ‘homespun craft rustic’ (brown paper, tied with red and cream wool, with a small wooden star threaded onto the wool) and many more. So it was part and parcel of this year’s preparations that I should find myself on the one hand longing to just grab some wrapping paper as in the pre-Pinterest era, but on the on the other hand powerfully desirous of coming up with a new and even more beautiful way of wrapping.

For there are rules here. Who knew? Turns out even though I did very much like my candy-cane accessorised wrapping theme, I am not allowed to re-use it. Why? I would say ‘I don’t make the rules‘… Except that in this case I quite clearly did make the rules.

Corner by corner brown paper wrap with doilies and raffia

So – voila! This year’s wrapping. Brown paper, doilies, raffia, and assorted gift tags. These lettering ones are from the ever-fabulous not on the high street. Shamefully, I bought these tags years ago, but lost them and could not find them in time. They turned up this year, tossed up on the flotsam as we tidied up, and I pressed them into service.

Corner by corner - brown paper wrap, doilies, raffia

I should add that this year represents something of a compromise. I originally planned doilies, with red baker’s twine threaded with a few green buttons. But I was let down – for the first time! – by an ebay seller, and couldn’t quite get it all together in time. I do love the doilies, though. I bought full size doilies, plus a pack of little mini ones, and I think they look really fab, even if I do say so myself. I also used some little wooden star tags from Tiger, and used either the cardboard ones or the star ones pretty indiscriminately as I loved how they both looked.

Corner by corner - Christmas pudding vodka

Every year in around November I start up a food production line of presents for aunts and uncles, friends, and others, and this year was no exception. After the success of last year’s toffee vodka (recipe: drop Werther’s original into vodka. The end.) I branched out into Christmas pudding vodka, which was slightly more involved, but very lovely. I hope it’s received well.

Corner by corner - party bags as gift bags

This year I found some red party bags which I used as gift bags, realising one night as I was almost asleep that I could pritt-stick on the mini doilies as decoration and gift tags all at once. Of course, I then ran out of them so had to use some star tags as well.

Corner by corner - mini doilies gift tags

The doilies were a huge pain to stick on, but the effect of the red peeping through the pattern was so lovely that I persevered. And when I handed over Christmas presents this year, two people (two) separately said, “Beautifully wrapped presents – as always!” And sad to say it, but it made my heart rejoice.

And made me think I should start planning next year’s wrapping theme…

Merry Christmas one and all. See you on the other side.

Rachel

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Christmas stockings

Corner by corner - hand-made heirloom Christmas stockingsIn 2011 I decided that I wanted to make the girls Christmas stockings. I went out to John Lewis (naturally), and bought myself some felt, some red fabric, some green fabric, striped red, striped green, red gingham, green gingham, and I went home and went to town. I found this lovely tutorial and away I went.

Personalised stockingsAnd they were great!

At least…. at first look, they were great. I loved how they matched each other. I loved the letters (I do love a bit of lettering). What you can’t see here is how Rosa’s one is lined with green gingham, and India’s with red gingham, and I loved that, too.

And yet. And yet. This lovely matching pairiness was perhaps to be their death knell. For what did I do? I had another baby. And even as I looked at the two lines on the pregnancy test (ok, maybe not that early) I realised that any stocking I ever made for any subsequent baby would ALWAYS look like an add-on to this pair. Which would lead, inexorably, to feelings of displacement and inadequacy, and probably a lifetime of unhappiness and psychoanalysis. Or something. In addition, there were a few little problems I wasn’t happy with. I didn’t realise when making my first that I would need – well, duh – to TURN OVER the cuff. I made the main body of my stocking too short, thinking the cuff would be an addition to the height. A rookie mistake. So India’s stocking has a proper turned over cuff, and Rosa’s cuff just sits, slightly foolishly and superfluously, atop the stocking itself.

And once you look at them even more carefully, the problems don’t stop there. I didn’t add the ribbons when I sewed them together. Why? I do not know. I thought I would sew them on afterwards, so they are slightly messily stitched on at the end rather than smoothly being part of the seam. The spacing on the letters on Rosa’s is maybe not ideal. And most importantly, is the fact that was pointed out by my insightful but direct mother-in-law the first time she saw them. “Aren’t they a bit small?” she asked. “NO.” I snapped back. Realising, even as I opened my mouth to be defensive that of course the answer was really, “Yes.” Although the proportions look ok here, once Father Christmas has filled them with presents, they become all skinny and over-stuffed, like little pepperamis.

Which is a long way of saying that I realised I would have to make more stockings. And now I have finished them. And it is impossible to describe how pleased I am with them.

Christmas stockingsOk. Maybe not impossible. I will try….

So the first thing was obviously to learn from my previous mistakes. I decided these ones would be bigger. And the pattern I drew would take account of the seam allowances and the cuff. Ahem. My original design drew pretty heavily on the stocking that my mother made for me when I was a little girl, with ‘RACHEL’ written on the front in felt letters. But I am here to tell you that calling my third child ‘Persephone’ ruled out putting the girls’ whole names on their stockings. I think sewing on ‘India’ was about my limit. So I decided to go for the letters of their names.

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I wanted a lovely, serifed, dignified sort of a capital letter, and decided pretty early on that I would hand-stitch around the edge of each letter in backstitch. What I wanted was that contrast between the exacting, geometric qualities of the letter, and the faintly homespun, hand-drawing qualities of the stitch and the outline. Turns out that the line between quaintly homespun, and ramblingly wobbly is a fine one, as half an hour spent unpicking and resewing the long line on the left of my capital ‘R’ will attest. But I got there. And I love them. Once I’d done the outlines, I was wondering about a white running stitch along the middle of the letters. Then as I was retrieving my white embroidery thread, I spotted my trusty gingham ribbon, and realised that it was destiny. A line of gingham ribbon, hand-sewn down each long-line, with green buttons, and they were done.

But of course before that I had traversed the difficulty that was deciding on my fabrics. I had thought of a kind of Scandinavian vibe, so was imagining linen stockings with red and green Scandi type fabric cuffs. But when I got to the fabric shop, I found myself as ever looking at the linen and finding it a bit… creased and rumpled looking. I love the idea of linen, but when faced with the crumpled reality I can rarely convince myself to hand over any cash. So I threw myself on the mercy of the assistant, who recommended this stuff: a buff-coloured woollen kind of fleece fabric. It’s lovely. Snuggly and neutral and almost teddy-bear-like. I paired it with some wadding, and it was perfect.

Corner by corner - home made stockingThis picture gives you a sense of the snuggle factor involved. Because the woollen fabric is quite thick, I only used wadding on the front of the stocking, and kept the cuff to just the cotton patterned fabric. This was definitely the right decision, since the hardest bit of this lovely pattern is the bit where you sew the seam between the main body of the stocking and the cuff. At certain points I couldn’t even count how many layers of material my poor sewing machine was going through at once.

Corner by corner - cuffed stockingsI bought the beautiful dark red spotted lining material from the same helpful local fabric shop as my outer, but decided to go online for the cuffs. This was harder than I thought, since what I wanted was three different patterns, different enough to make the stockings different, but similar enough that the whole thing wouldn’t look garish and ridiculous. Of course the ever-lovely fabric rehab came to my rescue. I lingered for a while over white and red fabric with snowflakes, or little stylised horses…. but went in the end for three different designs which all had both red and green in them. Trees for my sophisticated eldest, mittens for my middle cheeky monkey, and snowflakes for my winter baby. Perfect.

Stocking trimAfter I’d very nearly almost finished them, the very clever teacher at my local sewing class suggested that I should create a polka dot trim around the top. It’s hard to describe but easy to do, you kind of just gently tug up the lining, until it’s in an even line around the top, then iron it in place, and sew – gently and carefully! – around the seam. It created a kind of mock-piping look.

Stockings with bells onAlong with the bells that I sewed on – ahem – only after I’d started photographing them, the trim at the top was the perfect finishing touch. I have decided that when it comes to making stuff, I am basically all about the embellishment. The bells are so perfect it is almost painful to look at them. And naturally the girls LOVE jingling them.

In fact, the girls love their stockings full stop. I wanted to make them beautiful stockings. Big enough for a chocolate orange to fit inside (the dimensions of a chocolate orange being the internationally recognised scale of stocking measurement), but not so big that Father Christmas might bankrupt himself trying to get that crinkly, stuffed, lumpen feel that is so important first thing on Christmas morning. I wanted the stockings to be robust enough that they will last for their entire childhood and well beyond because, believe me, I am NOT making them more stockings. I am done with the stockings. Enough. I wanted stockings practical enough to survive- let’s be honest – being worn and tramped around the house in festive games, yet stylish enough to be hung up together in the front room as part of our decorations.

I started planning these in about May, knowing that beginning sewing in September was the only way I could make sure of finishing them before Christmas. And they are done. It would not be possible to be more pleased with them. I hope you like them, too.

Rachel x

 

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