Overtaken
Credit Crunch Cushion
I took part in another session of early morning crafting yesterday, since it was again too hot to lie a-bed, wondering if the croissant fairy was going to visit…
On my last visit to Ikea some time ago I apparently bought some of their lightweight cottons, half a metre a piece, which I’d completely forgotten about. A rummage in the stash cupboard can be terrifically rewarding. I’d planned to make new cushion covers since the last ones I made were a couple of years old and looking a little tired, so yesterday set to, and produced one before Mr J had even opened one eye. But why is it so crunch-worthy?
The fabrics are quite thin, and therefore see-through, so I backed it with some lightweight white material my friend had given me when she was having a clearout – nothing more fancy than binding the edges with the overlocker, honestly.
The buttons for the back came from a ‘handful for 10p’ in the wimbledon sewing centre a couple of years back, so the cost for those is negligible. Even the thread I was using came free with the overlocker. The only thing I paid for was the material, and that came in at £1 for a half metre, which is just the right amount for a 50cm cushion. If you can’t sew and you have to go shopping, you cannot change a cushion cover on a whim for a £1. You just can’t. Not for something you like anyway.
My week is looking fairly empty, and the heat seems to have broken finally. I can open the curtains in my sewing room today without fear of being blinded or roasted alive, so as well as making the other cover, I’m hoping to get some other crafting in, rather than lying about, perspiring. Of course, all things are subject to change, but best to travel hopefully.
Busy Bee
In an effort to be more productive I’ve been paying some attention to the little shop. Perhaps unsurprisingly it slipped off my radar for a while, and I neglected it terribly, to the point where it only had a couple of things left for sale in it. There is nothing like embarking on a new venture and then promptly starting another life-changing one immediately afterwards is there?
Time spent sewing in bulk is always relaxing, since you only have to think about what you’re doing every half hour or so, and the rest of the time can be spent in gentle autopilot. I embarked on some tissue pockets, making use of the smaller pieces in my stash, and rediscovering some larger remnants from the scrap box. (Scrap box seems like such a harsh word for it – perhaps scraps box is the more correct term, with none of the ‘ready for the bin’ undertones.) As always one of the pleasures was rediscovering some favourite fabrics, and at the same time having my enthusiasm reignited. Lots of little plans are buzzing around my head now, and I’m sure I’ll never get around to half of them, but that’s a pleasure too. At least I know I’ll never be bored.








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