Archives for posts with tag: fabric

A happy turnip

Taking the packing peanuts to the school next door

Buying heaps of fabric. Again.

Third date. A boring talk, lots of kissing and a sleepover.

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Another Roger salad for breakfast

He text me first!

Learning how to weave. I absolutely loved it

Finally going into the fabric shop. It’s got some utterly beautiful material in. Can’t believe I haven’t been before.

Discovering a beautiful flat that we can afford. And we’re visiting it tomorrow!

Drinks with Jonny. Planning our new lives in the flat!


My homegrown,multicoloured sunny tomatoes

Buying fabric for my dresses.

Live music. It’s nice to hear live music.


Finished my top

A little wander around Stoke Newington, buying fabric and drinking chai lattes

Cauliflower cheese. (And fish fingers)

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When the bus driver waited for the man running along the street.
Fabric shopping.
Sitting on the newly cleaned balcony, eating raspberries and reading in the sun.

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Going to a huge Mitre10 Mega and buying some black and white vinyl tiles for our van kitchen. After a day of rain when we wanted to be outside cutting and doing, it was a happy moment.
The lovely woman at the Fabric Store who found a new roll of the (super cheap) fabric I was looking for. Thank you lovely lady.
Going to an Asian canteen restaurant and feeling a bit like we were traveling again.

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Haircut. At a fraction of the usual price.
The Welsh landlord from the Welsh pub recognised me on the street and said hello. I’ve only been into the pub three times.
I bought even more fabric. Whoops. And then spent the afternoon sewing. I made another T-shirt and turned a big top into a vest.

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Beyoncè and Nicki Minaj РFlawless.
More fabric!
Complimentary tickets booked for a film tomorrow.

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Buying fabric.
Using the new sewing machine for the first time.
A pigeon that was being blown sideways across the pavement because of the wind.

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Putting up Christmas decorations at work for our mid-winter Christmas. Festive songs on loud, mini mince pies still warm from the oven and lots of tinsel. What could be better!
Walking around a beautiful fabric store, stroking all the gorgeous materials and dreaming about what I’m going to make.
Talking about my mum and realising how similar we are and also just how amazing she is.