Spiky Little WOW

These little wombats have spikes because they are brooches. Top one is wood, left is pottery clay, bottom is bronze metal and the shiny little feller on the right is also wood. They get worn from time to time - one at a time. The background fabric is deep lime green, quite a nice colour, but it looks rather icky in this pic; green can be a difficult colour to photograph. Why, I don't know. I can't be this beautiful and have a technical brain........

We have found ourselves a house in Tamworth. We're being cautious by not calling it 'our house' yet, as our buyer is sorting out the last of her finance. So, until we know for sure that our buyer isn't pulling out (should only be a few more days, we hope) it's 'the' house, not 'our' house. It's roomier than this one so there will be plenty of room for sewing space, and for getting-out-of-each-other's-way space, and there is a garden that is big enough to enjoy but not big enough to take all our time. On the other side of the back fence is bushland, part of which is a bird sanctuary. It's a very nice house even though some of the walls are pink......I'm not really a pink person.......could learn to live with it though as the alternative is an awful lot of repainting because if we paint over the pink walls - there aren't many - it would be well nigh impossible to match the colour of the other walls so we would have to end up painting the lot and we're not emotionally prepared for that yet. (you try saying that in one breath) So perhaps I will add a couple of pink touches to blend our belongings with the walls and window blinds, and see how it goes.

And the house has a view way across the valley. The house I grew up in had a wonderful view, so when I move back to Tamworth I need a view to make me feel at home again.

So Friday 7th May looks like being moving day. We have done some sorting, packing and donating books today....my goodness, one bookshelf can hold a lot of books, can't it......and don't books get dusty......

Meanwhile in the sewing room some small progress is being made on the bag for my musical friend Liz, she of the wonderful voice. It would be further ahead but we were in Tamworth for two days last week, then I spent most of Saturday making a recording with my choir, and some of yesterday having lunch with friends. All important things. Don't get excited about the choir recording, we aren't going to be selling it to make our fame and fortune - it's purely a demo to show what we can do if we apply to perform anywhere. Although when I say we I mean they, because I won't be in that choir for much longer.

I have just been looking at pictures online of some of the outfits worn to the Oscars by people I have never heard of (I bet they have never heard of me either); my goodness. Someone should point out to skinny chickybabes that if you don't have much in the chest department, then a strapless and/or plunging neckline is not a good look. Some fabric over the shoulders is much prettier and more flattering. And how ever do they sit in some of those frocks? One had a large piece of.....something......looked like sparkly embroidery or fabric.........draped right on her backside where she would sit down. Just imagine the imprint.

So the Vancouver Paralympics are about to start, good on them. These are folk I really admire, more so than regular athletes as they have had many obstacles to overcome to get where they are. The Paralympics are treated as the poor relation of the regular games, and they shouldn't be.

Tomorrow my shoulder is having its MRI scan, I believe one is allowed to take along one's favourite CD. I think I shall do so. The alternative, I am told, is listening to a noisy machine. On Friday when I visit the orthopedic specialist yet again hopefully I might find out what is to be done. It is all getting a bit wearisome and the continually hurting shoulder is beginning to bug me. Has been bugging me for some time, actually.

"It would be well if people would abstain altogether from this custom of giving general invitations, which really mean nothing, and be scrupulous to invite their desired guests at a stated time and for a given period."

Now I am going to play with fabric. Have a wonderful week!

Jennifer