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You may have noticed that I’ve taken an extended break from sewing and blogging: six weeks exactly, that’s the equivalent of a zillion weeks’ desertion in the blogosphere where information is traded at the speed of light and new blogs are popping up left, right and centre. I suddenly felt like one of those tiny novae undergoing a cataclysmic nuclear explosion in the social media night sky but hey, I’m still alive and shining, even if only dimly at times.

I’d love to tell you how busy I was doing this and that but actually, it was quite the contrary. I lost a major teaching contract and I suddenly found myself with lots of free time. Yikes! That sucked! And the thing is I wasn’t very good filling it; I procrastinate way too much! I guess I should have regarded this as an opportunity to indulge in a bit – even a lot – of sewing but no, I haven’t touched my sewing machine for six weeks. A. WHOLE. SIX. WEEKS! I can feel this cold blanket of guilt enveloping me, fine beads of sweat appearing on my forehead everytime I get near my Bernina. It’s badgering me some days, cajoling me others but I have yet to surrender to the call of the machine exerting a momentous pressure on my fragile state of mind and taking on all sorts of sounds, shapes and forms in my head (I know, I just scared myself re-reading that last sentence…and thinking that the world at large has remained blissfully unaware of my deep emotional bond with my Bernina – until now that is.) So, unsurprisingly, the Burda short pants, a project I mentioned back in July, never made it past the cutting and grading process. It’s too cold and too late now so it’s been shelved until 2015.

So what did I do with my free time? August wasn’t a very warm month but I still went to the beach…


I’v entered a new decade in my life and my friends and brother spoiled me for my birthday. I also got a wonderful present from my boyfriend in the shape of a concert ticket to see Kate Bush. Her performance was sensational, her voice magisterial, the staging wonderful, dramatic and unlike anything I’ve seen before in a live performance. This was pure magic and for anyone who loves her, I urge you to get hold of the live DVD when it comes out!


My little brother, Alex, came to visit me and we had such a great time together, lots of fun and laughs…


I read a lot, watched a few silly movies and, with so much spare time on my hands –obviously – I haven’t trimmed my beard for more than four weeks. I’ll spare you the pictures for now but the distant prospect of a photoshoot would undoubtedly coerce me into trimming the excess facial hair before I look like a clone of Karl Marx. Nothing like a bushy beard for raising a little flutter online I guess…


A trip down to the fabric store(s) is first de rigueur before I sink my teeth into a new sewing project. What should I go for? And which pattern? I still don’t have a clue! I can only hope that the Sewing Gods will be right behind my back and nudge me in the right direction to pick the pattern and fabric that will prove a match made in heaven. Otherwise those bloodthirsty suckers may well demand a human sacrifice and I don’t want the recriminating finger of fate to be pointing at me. Sewing is serious business in my world – obviously.

In more light-hearted news, there is an interesting fashion exhibition starting this week which I’m quite curious about. I’ll tell you all about it next week. Until then, have a lovely week everybody!


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  1. It’s good to take a break now and again. Good for the creative soul. Not to insult your brother but you look like the younger brother.

  2. sometimes we just have to ignore the siren song of the bernina, no matter how strong its magical emotional blackmail may seem :-)

  3. Funny how everyone cycles with their sewing. I feel like I can’t sew enough these last few weeks.
    You look great!

    1. Glad you’re on a roll Wil. Weeks of rest seem to do wonders for my complexion too

  4. Summer is too short to be doing too much sewing. Good to get outside and enjoy the nicer weather while it lasts.

  5. I meant to ask if you’d stopped blogging. Now I know. See you in November. xo

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