Oh no! Now what have I started

I just knew I should have left well alone. Deep down I knew no good would come of meddling with machinery. Stitchery fun leads to dangerous ground. Please don't protest and claim it's all innocent, that no needles were harmed in the making of this garment, that pins were treated humanely and with respect. I have seen the other side and it's dark over there. I wanted to be kind and fair. I know I should have left them where they were. They were safe and happy, in familiar surroundings, comfortable with matching patterns and all manner of paraphernalia I have no hope of providing. Fabric is for ever not just a project.

But I was weak and I gave in. I bought them and brought them home and now they've been stuffed cruelly into a cupboard, wedged precariously between wool for three future projects, or maybe past projects that have sunk so low down the to-do list they've time warped back to the future. They may be there some time. They say the first step to coming to terms with an addiction is to admit it. Alright then I cannot hide the fact. I am guilty. I now have a fabric stash as well as a huge yarn stash. It's not good for the economy, I didn't need them, but I really couldn't help myself.
They were so pretty and I know what I'm going to do with them, one day.

And I just love the chalk marker that moves on a roller ball, and the felt will make wonderful applique won't it?

A request and a first

Sewing and I do not go together, we are not like peaches and cream or love and marriage, we are most definitely not a match made in heaven. Every time I approach the sewing machine it is more like trouble and strife in big bold flashing letters, sirens blaring and everyone running for cover.
That said I continue to dream of being in harmony with my machine and of unleashing undreamt of creativity in the production of as yet unknown thingies.
So despite my untoward relationship with the sewing machine I am drawn to fabric like Pooh Bear to honey, and I have found the most utterly delightful fabrics.



Only one problem. What the heck am I going to do with them? This is the request part. I thought I could spend the next few million hours trawling the WWW which I believe is at least three time bigger that the real world, or I could ask the wealth of experience that I already know exists because I have seen your blogs and evidence of your own brilliant talents. What could I do with this fabric? What would you do with it?
Bear in mind a couple of points, sewing vocabulary is a new language to me, I know my ssk and Sk2tog but bias binding and mitre corners, they still need to be carefully explained.



It needs to be simple and I mean simple, almost foolproof, no, make that completely fool proof shall we say, easy to follow and quick. So ideas welcome. Thanks very much to Lisa for the crochet hook roll project. Hers is fabulous. I really like it and am keen to have a go at that when I can sew in a straight line.



Now for the first. I got my first award from
Sal. I am so excited and pleased. I started a blog as part of my role in the navy but then realised that I really enjoyed the online community and so began Born to read. I have always kept a journal but this is slightly different as there has always been the possibility of an audience. I still blog for me but it's a good feeling to know that others are getting something out of it too. An added bonus. So thank you.

Passing it on is tricky. I mean every blog I visit deserves one, but I do have to live a real life as well as the virtual one, so I will limit it to a few who never fail to delight, entertain and uplift.
Kitty
Posy
Kim
April
Elizabeth