I live in a 1950's council house. The house is very retro, so I am doing the retro thing throughout the house...much to my teenage son's disaproval. I spends alot of time in local charity shops & on ebay. I have learned a valuble lesson this week. I got a bit click happy and bid on a retro quilt, I only paid £1 thinking I could cut it up & use the fabric. When it arrived I was surprised at the size of the parcel. I was thinking it was a duvet cover....but no it is a really retro quilt the sort that crackles & flashes with static in the dark. It brought back childhood memories of our orange poorly blanket. It is a bit faded more so than the picture on ebay, it is a lovely pattern though.

My living room

My creative gene?

My 13 year old son struggles to keep his bedroom tidy!! So recently I was shocked & impressed by his creative initiative. I was thinking his blue bedroom was needing some colour but he beat me to it.

I have just covered an old set of pine bedside draws with fablon to help him keep tidy. Other than bursting into his bedroom at 6am with the dyson there aren't any other tactics I have found very succesful. Teenagers!!!!

My goodness today my Mac has decided it will upload photos????? Oooooh I have loads to show you. A very good friend who is also very creative gave me some packets of dylon, amongst lots of other goodies for my birthday. So I bought a load of cheap tea towels from ikea & died them all pink along with my old ones, in my washing machine. Watching the washing machine go round was better than the telly that night. The table cloth they are sat on is one I picked up from a charity shop for 50p that I am going to cut up & make into tea towels.

Frustration

I am so frustrated! My mac does not like blogger. I cannot up load pictures????? I have lots of pics to show.....my sketch books, my charity shop finds, my favourite books, the blind I made for my kitchen & my retro obsession. I am loving this website at the moment, I am currently bidding on ebay for some lord nelson Gaytime!!!
http://www.pips-trip.co.uk/shop/retro-kitchenalia-0000099.aspx

Where do I start?

Oooh this blog at the moment is like the crisp white snow in my garden, I can't wait to put my footprints all over it. There are so many things I want to talk about, I just don't know where to start. My love of childrens' books, the moroccon meets scandanavian plans I have for my hall stairs & landing. Or just my new found happiness in this new house & the post relationship things I keep noticing about myself.
I do not like noise, when I was with the girl's Dad even though I liked his taste in music I did not like it on all the time...but he did. Perhaps it was because it was his choice of music that was playing as the same time as he chose what was on the TV. (whilst holding the remote). Anyway I have discovered this week that I actuallly now enjoy the radio being on in my kitchen.
Speaking of kitchens my fabric has come so I can make my kitchen blinds. I got it from ebay, I couldn't decide from the photo if I liked it or not, but ordered it because it was called "wild thing" and I just love Maurice Sendak"s 'Where the wild things are". Some of the best decisions I'v ever made are made with the silliest of logic.
Todays mission is sketch book rescue. A lot of boxes went into the loft when I moved in, in November. I had some work done up there last week & was told its very wet up there. What was I thinking putting my precious sketch books up there?

My first blog

February is an strange month for me, always filled with very mixed emotions so the fact I have chosen today to start my blog is just perfect.
I was introduced to blogs about 2 weeks ago by a new friend who has inspired me so much in the last 2 weeks.
As I looked through some of her favourite blogs I found some that brought a tear to my eye. Particularly that of Jane Foster. As I looked at pictures of her studio I remembered my spare bedroom 12 years ago. In the short of it over the past 10 years I have been worn away by life, death, illness, relationships & motherhood & forgotten who I am. So here is my blog about my journey back to my colourful self.