Archives for posts with tag: dungarees

The launch of the Tree Trail. Such a lovely event and it was sunny and everyone loved it and I learnt so much.

Finishing the link dungarees for Fred. I can’t wait until he gets them!

Bumping into Chris’s friends Sam and Liz along Longmead. Spotted them a mile off.

Potted up the spider plant babies.

Sewed a pair of tiny dungarees after work when I really just wanted to lie on the sofa. I’m really glad I did something.

Photos of mum and dad with Fred and baby Alfie. 😍

Sewing again. Four little pairs of dungarees.

Cleaning the stairs, cutting back the hedge and sorting out the recycling bins.

A big creamy daal. With sweetcorn. And two sausages. 🤦‍♀️

Lunch with Tash, talking about the robotic lobster cat toy. I haven’t had a roast dinner for ages.

Watching The Chair, with a candle lit.

Messaging Corinne. But also how happy she is with the dungarees I made her.

Learning that Swifts do push ups in the best before fledging.

Seeing a photo of Aster wearing the dungarees I made her. And she looks just like Sarah!

Noah’s chubby little thighs.

I made two pairs of dungarees.

Photos of sad cats from Tash’s cat book.

More Below Deck.

Listening to the rain.

Sarah and Aster got the dungarees I made them.

Jacquie said thanks for remembering her diagnosis. I’m really glad I said something.

Sewing dungarees again. Mama and daughter ones too.

Lying in the shade in the park with Jo.

Hackney gelatto. From Weezy.

Cutting out the pieces for Jana’s pregnancy dungarees. Feels nice to be sewing again.

Listening to Jo trying to retell the story of when Jonny got so high he cut himself out of his shoes. Her laughter makes me laugh so much.

Getting out the house for a walk, even though it was a bit rainy still. I’m enjoying a different season on the parkland walk.

Autumn colours.

Sliding on the slippery wooden floor in mum’s socks.

Seeing Martha in the dungarees I made her.

Task Master. Again.

Penny’s little snugly face.

Dinosaur dungarees for Fred.

Homemade ginger biscuits.

Finishing my trousers and making little dungas for Coop.

Going for a walk through the trees along the parkland path. No music, no podcast, just me and my thoughts. And I was kind to myself this time.

Buying another plastic box to sort my vulva making stuff into. I like organisation.

Sewing Sophie’s dungarees really quickly.

Benoit’s flower shame.

Some work, some reading, some chatting with my brother about our eco centre plan.

Sitting in Clissold park eating halloumi and avocado.

Sewing two little pairs of dungarees.

Georgie and Penny and the peanut butter penis.

Sewing sewing sewing.

Sewing Bee.

Bread and cheese.

Buying a fan and putting it together.

Seeing my mum in the dungarees I made for her.

A nap under the blanket, by the window, with the sunlight peaking through the leaves.

Making my new rusty coloured linen dungarees.

Finally getting back to the Parkland Walk.

Hearing Grandma and Granddad’s story by all of us on Zoom.

Aaaaand a conversation about orgasms with Sean on the phone before bed.

Embroidery. For the quarentine quilt.

Seeing my adorable little nephew and sis in my dungarees. They look great!

The video intro that Georgie made for the Eggs quiz m

Sewing mum’s dungarees. As a distraction but also I’m so happy she wants a pair!

Sunbathing in the park. Not technically allowed yet but reading in the sun for an hour was bliss.

Han sent round two cakes to cheer me up.

My cousin bought me flowers.

I went to the park to read. Even though I know I shouldn’t. But the weather was lovely.

Ming loves her dungarees. And so does Jen.

The sunlight and the daisies.

Getting an appointment for my trans vaginal scan today. So speedy! And they could see the cyst. All 7cm of it.

Mum wants a pair of my dungarees, not just for fancy dress.

Alec’s Egg quiz. Very fun.

Seeing photos of people in their dungarees. Plus one of Edie with her bib on 😍

A naked photo of Sean.

Three pairs of toddler dungarees. Very adorable.

The parkland walk. Again. And this time taking my old sewing machine to give to a pal. It felt so nice to be back outside in the sun and the greenery.

A healthy dinner that felt different and was something I’d made. I know I make all my food but this felt more made.

More sewing. Finished Ming’s and Hatti’s and started on the baby ones.

Crafting with Sarah over the internet. I did some embroidery and watched her crochet. It was nice to not have to stare at each others faces the whole time.

Having my face on dungaree wearing celebrities faces in the Eggs quiz. And my brilliant That’s What She Said.

Finishing the first two pairs of dungarees. And so neatly!

The squirrel that was RIGHT THERE and looking at me on the street outside.

The soft smudgy sky.

New sewing machine!

The dungaree fabric finally arrived!

A run with no distractions. No headphones. No phones. No times. No distances. Just running where I wanted for as long as I wanted.

Making dungarees for Lottie. And so much quicker than I thought too.

The Good Egg quiz.

Loads of people wanting me to make them dungarees. And come to the big Dunga Gang party afterwards!

The Angry Page. Turns out I wasn’t supposed to find out funny but I did.

Spaghetti and pesto.

Vulva dungarees.

Snacks for the holiday.

She said yes to a date!

Realising I had the energy so I edited my dungarees for hopefully the last time.

I made my dungarees fit.

I did a beautiful screen print.

I had a really funny evening celebrating my birthday at Bonningtons with the London Eggs.