Marlborough Buns.

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I bought a bun the other day from Waitrose, it intrigued me and looked like it had the right amount of glossy sugar coating to fruit.  It was called a Marlborough Bun and to all intents and purposes looked like a rock cake.  I bit into it to find a delicate doughy texture combined with a zingy heavy on the lemon candied peel filling, along with cherries and sultanas. 
I then became addicted to them,  I’m putting my cravings down to SAD, Seasonal Affective Disorder.  I know that I don’t have the severest form of this disorder but at the moment I am feeling very much like I do come the end of February, Pllleease can we have some sun, and soon. 
I couldn’t find a recipe for this on the net but after much research realised that their origins must be from the Bath Bun.  I’ve made one batch, I need to tinker with the recipe, its not sweet enough (according to the boys) and it needs more fruit.  But I am on the right track.  
I’ll post the recipe when I get it right, but until then may I present my first attempt at making Marlborough buns. 

Secrets

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Shall I share three little secrets?

 Okay then.

 1. When all is quiet and the day is over and I am listening to my hubby snoozing gently I catch up with my games on “words with friends” (an Internet alternative to scrabble) on my iPad. Its great, I love it.

 2. My love of scrabble started my love of dictionaries which I used to read as a child, the oldest of which is a first edition published in 1721 that uses f’s instead of s’s.

 3. I have been known to share a punet of strawberries with my golden retriever (one for you, one for me) rather than my children! He adores them!

 Your turn.

Olympic Torch

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The Olympic torch came through Kenilworth yesterday. 

It was very exciting. 
And is something I most probably will not witness again in my lifetime.  
I am really looking forward to the opening ceremony, (which is on son no.1’s birthday!) and fully intend to be perched on the sofa, knitting on one side, cup of tea on the other. 

My London Bag.

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As it has become known now. 
Do you remember the fabric I bought at the most recent quilt show I went to in Malvern. Yes thats right, the fabric that had haunted me for nearly a year since I saw it last.
Well the day before our hols when we went to London and immersed ourselves in art, culture and all things red, white and blue I managed to put sewing machine to fabric and made the bag I so wanted. 
 And it was made with incredible speed, I galloped along making decisions as I went. 
And somewhere along the line I forgot to take any more photo’s and began packing bags. 
But not until the bag was completed.  I’ve forgotten to take a photograph of its insides but it is fully lined with the red and white stripy ticking.  We were both very pleased with it and so were the tourists. I was stopped a couple of times to ask where I had purchased it from and as you might imagine I was delighted to say I made it myself. 
During our foraging in Liberties I found some London themed fabrics. 
Very pretty 
and they would make great bags, 
But at £79.00 a meter, I left them where they hung.  

Golden Orb Spider Cloak

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During one of our jaunts to London we spent a morning at the V & A to see this.  The Golden Orb Spider Cloak.  We had heard of this exhibition some six months earlier and had eventually managed to fit it in just before the exhibit closed.  It was as beautiful as you might imagine, I loved the embroidered spiders that ran over the shoulders front and back.  It took eight years to make and fascinatingly the spiders only produce their golden fibre in one season of the year.  
There is a video which tells you a little more about it, Golden Orb Spider video. 

I’ll leave you to enjoy the photo’s. 

 The densely patterned woven two metre shawl that was also made from the Golden Orb Silk.
 

My breath was taken away with the amount of work and skill involved in this venture. 
 It takes 23,000 spiders to weave 25 grammes of silk and there are 1.5 kg of silk in the cape.  I would have loved to have felt a sample of the thread or fabric but at the price it would have been, I very much doubt I could have afforded to do so.  

Conservatory Suite

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I have been meaning to tell you about my exploits recovering Mum’s conservatory suite.  Well what happened is that Mum started to eye up a brand new suite which was over the £500 mark and Dad broke into a sweat.  They were meeting me at knitting later and told me about it, I exclaimed that she didn’t need a new suite, all she needed was new cushion covers.  So then she said, “well thats what we think and we want to ask you if you will do it for us?”  Well I couldn’t say no could I, and I am game for most things sewing.  We went straight off back to Mum’s measured up, then bought fabric and thread and I got to work.  A couple of weeks later I had this. 

 Recovered the cushions in a box shape, that was an interesting technique to learn.  In the corner of the photograph you can just see a circular cushion that I made and used piping with for the first time. 
 Mum was really excited when I said that I would replace the valance in the same fabric as she had never had it all matching before.  We ripped the old valence to bits to reuse the curtain heading.  I remember that this section involved the use of the ruler and washable marker so that all of the sections would meet up.  By the way can you see her wonderful flowering Easter cactus, it only lasts like that for a few days.  
And one of the two chairs.  I think it turned out all right. 

My birthday post.

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Just a few moments from my birthday celebrations. 
Firstly there was CAKE! from Mum and Dad which was delicious.  My brother has been buying Carolyn’s cakes for over twenty years.  At last she has her own shop in Leamington so everyone can buy her deliciously sweet and sticky masterpieces. The Cakery   And what is more, they are very reasonably priced. 
 During the celebrations we went to Warwick Castle to see how our young Squire was doing. 
 I can’t find the words to express just how emotional it was to see my boy having fun again, he loves this summer job and he was very upset to be leaving it so suddenly last year when he became very ill.  Although he still has problems because of the surgery, mostly he is happy and healthy and we are all very, very grateful for that. 
 We had a meal at our favourite restaurant in London. 
And best of all Son no.1 came back home at 3 a.m. on my birthday.  The best birthday present a mother could have.  Suffice it to say that to come back he would have had to leave, which he did, it was all very upsetting.  But our boy is back, slightly damp, bedraggled and very upset, we are giving him lots of love and hugs and he seems very happy to be home and is becoming happier by the day.  
A wonderful birthday with my family complete. 

Embroidered Buttons

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 As soon as I saw this workshop advertised on Loop’s website I knew I had to go,  the pretty colours and delicate beading taught by Cecile Franconie sang to me, I was in love.  I managed to convince hubby that this would be a wonderful birthday present for me and he agreed.  Little did I know he would make it a five day city break, of which I will reveal just a little more in the next post.

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And then I waited, and it was a long time, I’d booked in December for a workshop at the end of May.   
 On the day, I was completely bowled over, three of the other six ladies read my blog! The world of knitting and crafting must be quite a small world, especially when there are super fast trains to bring you to London from France, as was the case with one of my fellow bloggers. 
 There were so many pretty things to play with on this course.  Fabric, thread and beads, it was completely lovely to immerse myself in such beautiful playthings.  The group gelled together in a magical way, everyone was just so very happy.  And mostly all you could hear was deeply contented sighs as we each admired our handiwork. 
 Cecile was a wonderful teacher, even with the language barrier, she had a lovely lady translating for her, but often we just knew with the language of embroidery what was required of us. 
Some pretty work by Cecile. 
 My first button completed. I can see that these are going to be incorporated into my hand knits at every opportunity.  
We all worked to the same design of a mushroom and it was fascinating to see all the buttons together. 
And then there was time for shopping,  
Hubby and I’s next day adventure was to see Turner Inspired: In the Light of Claude so when I saw this by Malabrigo in a sock weight, I knew it was meant to be.  It will make a lovely Autumn cardi (although I am not sure for which year!). 

London Jubilee

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We have spent seven out of the last eleven days in London, but not all at once.  Firstly we spent five days, one of which I had a wonderful time at Loop and shall get around to writing it up.  On another day trip we as Friends of the Royal Academy of Art were personally invited, invitation only, to see the Summer Exhibition, which was great fun.  Although there were quite a few works that I think I could have done better myself, who knows, maybe I will exhibit something myself next year.  And after those heady jaunts we relaxed in Warwickshire waiting for our local celebrations to start.  And then it rained, and rained and rained.  And whilst it rained we reminisced about our days spent out in London and I remarked that I really would like to try and get around the city by bus, I’d see a lot more and it would be easier on the joints not having to climb the steps of the tubes. Every time I’d mentioned this before, hubby hasn’t taken the bait but this time I added in… I’d heard that Londoners use the buses more than the tube…  Well that seemed to do the trick and we downloaded apps and booked train tickets and talked about what we would like to do.  We decided against an exhibition, they exhaust us and we just felt we wanted to feel the buzz of the city and remain relatively fresh.  So yesterday was spent wandering around and tootling around London on the buses.   We left as the crowds were building up, we contemplated staying and standing in The Mall, but my joints won’t take that, no matter how buzzy I feel.  We had a wonderful day, I took over three hundred photo’s, here are just a few.  

Summer Meadow Quilt

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It is done, finished, completely finished.
And my how it has grown.  I am glad that I decided on a quilt rather than place mats, it is much more substantial for a 75th birthday present for my Mum. 
 If you notice that the fabric surrounding the green squares is placed so that the different colours are on the diagonal. And there are flowers in the centre’s of the fabric that surrounds the square (terribly English Mandy!). 
 It has taken 23 days of sewing or cutting out every day.  Most days I spent a minimum of 2 to 3 hours on it, some days I spent nearer 8.  If I had to guess I think the quilt has taken 80 to 100 hours. 
 A closer look. 
 I love the flowers in the middle, although I couldn’t get them to sit right and they become quite blowsy, although I forgave them as they reminded me of poppies in full flower having been beaten by the wind and summer rain drops. 
 And in some ways this flaw gives the quilt character. 
 A closer look at the pattern. 
 I added this little strip of fabric, although fiddly I love adding it, I love the flash of a strong colour and how it adds texture to the quilt.  This is becoming my trademark. 
 Mainly the quilt is quilted with stitch in the ditch but in the centre squares I free motion stippled. I love the centre flowers, they are made with a fold of fabric and rather cleverly they then make tiny pockets which is great fun.  You could leave little messages in them, or the odd boiled sweet (wrapped of course) for later. The free motion stippling, which I am getting much better at, makes the flower pop out from the background. 
 The green border I free motion quilted with flowers, and again my technique improved as time went on. I quite enjoy free motion quilting now. 
 And I finished with a border of fabric that was in the flowers.  Stitched on the top, hand sewn on the back, which took four nights and more hours than I had imagined, I dragged myself to bed at 2 a.m. one night/morning. 
I made a label to tell of the name of the quilt, who it was for and why and who made it when and where. So if anyone should find it stuffed into the corner of an attic in a hundred years they will have something to start with.
And just in case they find this blog, well you never know!  All the fabrics are cotton, it was quilted with cotton, pieced with Egyption cotton and the batting is also 100 % cotton.