As any true fan will know,Saturday 23rd November was a big day for The Doctor. It was the 50th anniversary since he first appeared on our screens and begun to force many a child, myself included,to view the tv from the behind the sofa. My daughter became a fan with the arrival of David Tennant and subsequently Matt Smith so when we found a set of Dr Who curtains in a charity shop the Who Dress idea was born.
Even my cat Willow thought she could become The Doctors new companion!
And here is Ami in what she calls…..my gorgeous slightly geeky dress”
The blue and white cotton print is from 1960s. It was in a huge bag of fabric given to me which belonged to a lady who had been a seamstress her whole life and sadly passed away recently. I do hope she would agree how well her fabric complemented the curtain fabric.
And yes, Ami wore her dress to watch Saturdays special episode…….let’s hope The Doctor approved!
As regular readers will know I collect fabrics from charity shops and car boots and enjoy making them into something new,usually for girls or the home. However when I found this quilt cover a few months ago something drew me to it and I payed my £2 and took it home,thinking I would maybe make some boys wear one day.
…..and then a couple of weeks ago I received an email inviting me to trade at The Classic Car Boot Sale on October 12th on London’s South Bank. How exciting! I was to be part of a group of traders called Car Boot Remade,as we all use materials sourced from charity shops and and car boots. It was then I remembered the car quilt cover and a couple of boys paper patterns I had amongst all the girls ones.
…….and the dungaree was born.
And voila….The Three (Dun)Degrees were born! Bad retro joke I couldn’t resist….sorry!
….maybe this is why I can’t walk past a charity shop. You never know what treasures are within or when something you acquire from them will be perfect some time in the future. Classic indeed!
It all began with my friend Jo asking me to look after her hairy boys while the family went on holiday. I have done this in previous summers and always enjoyed my time with the dogs, Humphrey,on the left and Bernie on the right. I called this time with them my Jane Austen week as I would take lovely walks in the countryside,do lots of reading and some sewing and generally be a lady of leisure for the week.
The countryside seemed at its best and I felt rested and inspired all at the same time. It made me realise that we don’t need to travel very far to feel renewed and all this is 5 miles from where I live! We just need to take time to just BE!
And how about this as a reminder of how lucky we all are…..a little building in the churchyard used to educate the poor of the parish. Makes you think doesn’t it?
…..of course I wasn’t totally idol and had great fun with a pile of souvenir t towels and some lampshade frames I had been meaning to do something with
Such fun and I am looking forward to my next stint as Miss Austen……shame no sighting of a moist Mr Darcy…but a girl can’t have everything…can she?
I live in Essex…..there I said it out loud! Ever since the Essex girl jokes and that hideous tv programme,this county has gotten bad press. I wanted to share my little haven with you. It hasn’t changed since I was a child and its where I go to soothe my soul.
Yes the beach is really this empty…..shhhh don’t tell anyone!
Rack of lamb anyone?
How I love the horses. These are on Walton Pier which you can walk to along the shore line.
And beach huts,did I mention them. Makes me sad that so many are unused whenever I visit but they have some great names amongst them…Cushty…. Ob La De,Ob La Da…..and my favourite…Jabba The …….
…..it’s always good to be different!
And as you get back for the train home this delightful garden greets you. It used to be the home of the man who operated the crossing gates and has been preserved and lovingly tended by volunteers. Just joyful!
Oh…..and I almost forgot,Frinton is home to many wealthy retired people so you can imagine the treasure to be found in the charity shops!!!……
Just one more thing to say and my homage to Frinton On Sea is done…..Please don’t visit!..it’s mine,all mine.