Crafty uses for book vouchers


I may be getting ahead of myself here, but perhaps you might find a book voucher in your Christmas stocking on Monday morning? The good folk at Readings have put together a fab list of crafty books  to help you put that voucher to good use.

My friend Karen lent me her copy of On the Loom and it is lovely. I may need to buy my own copy to add to my library. I’ve seen Craftivism sitting on the shelf of my local bookshop and I think that looks like a pretty good read too. And I like the look of the macramé one. And maybe this one may tempt my girl to take up a needle and floss? Going beyond the Readings list, this one by Hollie Chastain about collage is also a goody.

Do any of these appeal to you? Maybe you already have some? Happy reading, happy crafting!


*this is not a sponsored post

Taking Stock: December ’17


‘Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, right down Santa Claus Lane’. Yep, it’s that time of year again! Are you ready? I have just put away the sticky tape and scissors so I am feeling *phew*.  Let’s see how much I am consumed by Christmas at the moment by doing a quick ‘taking stock’ à la Pip Lincolne.

Making: ice cream plum pudding – and licking the bowl! My mum always makes it but I’ve never done it before. It’s part of my tweaking some Christmas day traditions. I wrote about that over here. I used chop chip ice cream to make it a bit more indulgent.

Watching: Love Actually tonight. With my girl. Because it’s Christmas.

Drinking: water

Eating: asparagus for lunch with shaved parmesan and toasted almonds. I wish lunch would magically appear before me but alas it does not. Today I was not inspired but at least it was healthy. And chocolate fudge as an after dinner treat.

Cooking: salmon for dinner? Maybe?

Hearing: birds chirping.

Smelling: faint traces of the candles I was giving a pre-burn before they take up centre stage on the table on Monday.

Liking: that it will not be too hot on Christmas Day. 22 degrees sounds perfect to me. Good eating weather, as some in my family say! And we won’t become overheated by my lit candles!

Reading: reports about the car incident in Melbourne yesterday. Tragic.

Wishing: people wouldn’t jump to the conclusion that every such act is an act of terrorism. I think it best to see what comes of the police investigation so we can understand what it is that threatens the safety of our community. Is it terrorism? Mental health issues? Drugs?

Wondering: if we’ll need to wake the kids up on Christmas morning! Gone are the days when they were asking us what was the earliest they could get up – 6am was our answer. Last year we had to rouse them at 8 so we could get pressies done before I had to start preparing the food for the day!

Buying: all of the things! Pressies, food, drink.

Knowing; tomorrow is food shop day!

Writing: a list of what I need to buy.

Trying: to work out how the food will all fit in the fridge. It is an engineering feat every year trying to squash, squish and balance things in there.

Looking: forward to holidays by the beach after Christmas. How nice is it to wake up to a view of the sea and the sand, walk along the beach, have a coffee, read a book, have dinner at the pub, leave beds unmade? *sigh*

Disliking: ironing the big white tablecloths for the Christmas table. They are so unwieldy. And I come from a line of fastidious ironers so I always feel like I am being judged if it is not ironed just so!

Pondering: what design to do for my next weaving.

Noticing: I feel a little tired. Maybe I need a nanna nap.

Waiting: for my girl to come home from her singing lesson. Always feel relieved when I hear the car pull into the drive.

Feeling: happy that everyone in the family has achieved their goals for the year! Yay! Lots of work went into that.

So that’s it, lovelies, for 2017! Onwards and upwards to 2018. I must say I find ‘2018’ to be more aesthetically pleasing than ‘2017’ so let’s hope it will be a year filled with aesthetic pleasures! Enjoy your Christmas and New Year celebrations. See you next year!



Do I dare change our Christmas traditions?



See our Christmas wreath? It’s the same one I’ve pulled out of the cupboard since before my man and I had our kids. And the Christmas lilies? Every year they stand happily in the same vase in the hallway. I remember one year, after I was a little tardy in my Christmas lily buying, my boy saying ‘ah, now it smells like Christmas!’ when they finally made their appearance. Traditions are important, right? They bind us to our family. They bind us to our culture. But I have a question. Well, two. What do you do when traditions start feeling routine? Are you allowed to tweak them?

Here’s our situation. We have a small family. There’s me, my man and our now-grown-up boy and girl. My man and I each have one un-partnered sibling, and then there’s my parents and my man’s mum and her husband. My mother-in-law’s family is all in the UK. With such a little bunch of us, and with no-one having to juggle competing family demands, it makes sense for us to all do Christmas together. And since our family of four sits in the centre of both extended families, and our house has the most suitable space – and a pool – we host the day. When the kids were younger this was great – no need to ferry between different houses and they didn’t need to be parted from their pressies.  The day has a routine. Everyone arrives, drinks are poured, the usual seats are plonked down into, presents are distributed and opened. ‘Thank yous’ and nods are shared around the room and the nibblies I’ve prepared are eaten before we sit down at our thoughtfully arranged places *wink*, crack open the Christmas bonbons and try to get the streamers from the poppers to drape from the light fitting that hangs above the table. There’s seafood for entree, ham and turkey with roast potatoes, various salads then plum pudding studded with the old thr’pences and shillings that belonged to my nanna. By 4pm everyone is ‘full to pussy’s bow’ and the male members of the family seem to have flaked out around various rooms in the house (not quite sure why this is when it is my mum and me doing the food prep!). But after eighteen years of doing the hosting bit, with the same crowd, I’m starting to feel like some of the excitement has gone from the day. Don’t get me wrong, I love my family and I feel blessed that I have been able to spend every Christmas Day with my parents and my brother for so many years. And my man has been able to spend it with his brother and mum, and each set of grandparents has been able to spend it with their only grandchildren. How fortunate are we? But now that we don’t have the Christmas energy of little people infusing our day, I feel like we need to do something different to give the day a bit of a rev up. But how far can you break with tradition without ruining the day?

Could I throw some snags and chicken on the barbie, and as long as there are pressies and bonbons would that be enough to make it feel like Christmas? Could I change it from lunch to dinner? Could we all go to a restaurant for lunch?

Last year, I decided to scrap the entree and just go for more substantial pre-lunch nibbles. I thought this might leave a little more room in our tums so that we could actually enjoy eating some pudding! My mum seemed a little hesitant when I suggested this but I think it worked okay! This year I’m adding an ice-cream plum pudding to the dessert menu after my boy said that he finds the traditional one a little filling at the end of the meal. My mum suggested we could ditch the pudding for something like a lemon tart (we’re not a pav family) but I think for my brother and my English mother-in-law, it wouldn’t be Christmas without a pud! We only ever have turkey at Christmas so it wouldn’t feel quite the same without that on the table.

And that would be the worst thing. To have a Christmas Day that doesn’t feel like Christmas – even if the day isn’t as thrilling or exciting as I remember it as a child, or when own boy and girl were little. Maybe it’s not the traditions I need to tweak, but the way I think about it. This is what Christmas is for us and this is what holds us together as a family. One day, I assume, I’ll have to share my kids – and grandkids! – with other families on Christmas Day so perhaps it’s best that I not tamper with our traditions too much in the meantime. Maybe some extra baubles hanging around the house, an updated Christmas playlist and that ice cream plum pudding are all we need.

Have you ever changed your traditions? Did it work? Or did it make you yearn for the way it was?

I hope you have a happy Christmas Day however you celebrate.