In the style of those therapists who tell you to write a letter to your former self (normally telling you not to sweat the small stuff), I’ve been thinking about when I started crocheting and what would have made life easier if I knew then what I know now.keep reading
Another Friday has come around, which is fast becoming my new release day, and this week it’s a 100% free pattern!
One of the things I love about crochet is it’s versatility. There’s not much you can’t make with it and if you can’t make it then you can yarnbomb it.keep reading
It’s Monday, and I’m in a slump.
I’ve had a flatness niggling me for the past couple of days which seems to have culminated in a storm of “meh” today.
So, in an effort to de-slump myself I’m going to follow the advice I would give to a friend in my situation.
There’s something that happens at the beginning of September which is different to every other month of the year. I don’t know about you but that ‘back-to-school’ feeling I got in my belly every year growing up, never really left me with my childhood, even when it’s work I’m due to got back to, I still feel it!
September screams change. Subconsciously we know that this is a chance to start over to have a second chance at the year before the chaos of Christmas starts to overtake everyday life!keep reading
So if you’re based in the UK you will know that the weather has been pretty half-hearted this summer… a nice week in July followed by one of the wettest Augusts on record… STANDARD!
I don’t know if it’s just me but I’m sure September seems to be getting nicer each year. I have wonderful memories of sitting on Southwold beach last September, after all the kids had gone back to school, thinking how lucky I was to still be enjoying temperatures in the 30s (that’s well into the 90s in American money!).
It is such a beautiful place and was one of those days that felt like the summer was going to go on forever.keep reading
This post is not about crochet. It’s a classic display of Doralospohy! I’ve been thinking again…
This week I have spent some time being the voice of reason and talking 3 different friends down off various ceilings. They are all struggling with very different challenges and it has made me reflect on my own experiences, as these things often do.
For a while now I have been more consciously thinking about my life – examining and reshaping the way I want to live, mulling over what I can do to wake myself up to those habits I’m not even aware of, asking how I can make the most of the time I have on this little planet.
It’s one of those things where I’m not even sure when it started but I’m slowly starting to view life through a new lens. The first part of 2016 was a particularly difficult period for me, one of those times where you’re getting hit from every angle, love, family, work and friendship in my case. At some stage during that time something in me changed. I struggle to explain it articulately, but it’s like my brain got to the point where it refused to raise my stress levels anymore. Whether it was the gazillion psychology books and articles I’ve read over the years paying off, an unconscious act of self-preservation or some kind of mental reset after being in the red zone for too long, it was like my mind switched to the emergency back-up generator and just prioritised what was really worth worrying about. The rest just kind of fell away and somehow I found a way to deal only with what was in front of me at that moment, rather than my normal unhelpful strategy of catastrophising about what might be (but usually wasn’t) around the corner.
If you read the news, you will no doubt be familiar with the horrors and dangers the internet and social media present. You know the line… Facebook is full of braggers and bullies, Instagram is just for narcissists… But what they show you far less is the power these platforms have to unite and create positivity and community, that this is truly the modern way to find your tribe, that you are not alone!keep reading
The Foundations. The Basics. The Building Blocks.
However you describe them, they’re not very glamorous. But they are entirely and fundamentally fundamental!
You’ve all heard the Coldplay song where Chris Martin laments the discovery that his castle was built on pillars of salt and sand… if my lyrical memory serves, that ended with his head on a sliver plate, so there’s a stark warning for you!keep reading
You know that little kid who drives you nuts asking “But why?” over and over?
Well that’s me.
I’m naturally curious but have fortunately learned when to shut-up. My questions tend to have a little more thought to them these days, though I have been know to ask why wasps exist or who thought to eat marmite for the first time.