Category Archives: Woolhogs

good better Vinni’s

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm… new cotton!

I knew it was being delivered this morning by courier so I was practically hanging on the gate looking down the road to catch first glimpse of the truck. For our Jam Tarts goodies, we’re pretty much only using cotton now and consider ourselves extremely fortunate to have a company in Cape Town that hand dyes and balls such beautiful quality cotton. Vinni’s Colours includes three different ranges – Nikkim, Bambi and Serina, and it’s SO HARD to have to choose from the range of colours and not just order every single one.



I felt I couldn’t very well write about our new stock without actually making something from it – herewith a dinky little heart that I found thanks to Lyn over at Craftaceous Period. Designed by Luba Davies and available on Ravelry, this is sweet and simple and took about 2 minutes to make.  That’s my kind of heart.


Just FYI, Vinni’s Colours is a wholesaler but if you want to get your hands on some of her wonderful yarn, why not order online through Maryanne over at Woolhogs (another fabulous  and proudly-South African business venture)?

To be continued…

* and in case anyone is wondering, No, neither Vinni nor Maryanne has asked me or paid me to promote their businesses! 

up and running again

((…possibly with thanks to Maryanne at woolhogs for reminding me that a new Made-It Challenge is underway.))

Take a little circle of twigs that you may have lying around; spray it white; crochet seven little flowers and sew a button into the centre of each one; stick the flowers on the twigs with a glue gun. Once again, be careful not to burn your fingers. Unlike me.



You now have a wreath. You need to find a use for it. Suggestions: You can hang it on the wall. You can wear it on your head. You can decorate a gift with it. You can use it as a table centrepiece. You can attach the bodies of dead mice and hang it on the patio as a warning to other mice that cats live here. Or you can just look at the thing and think, Oh halleluja, that making urge is back…!!!!!!!

To be continued…

in the spirit of….

Just to prove to you that I don’t actually hibernate over Christmas, I made a photo frame with a darling season-appropriate message:


I have done frames with various captions, and for some reason they have flown off the sales table.
Bonus: this will be my entry for Maryanne’s December Made-It Challenge.

An aside – the heat is still rising here in Cape Town. I have no words to describe how ghastly it was yesterday, and Alex and I had to drive around doing stuff. Pure utter hell.

To be continued…

Spring is here!

Just a couple of oddments from me today, nothing like my usual creative focus or intellectual challenge. hahahaha

First off, spring has reached Cape Town! It’s time to unearth my cotton blouses and sleeveless waistcoats:

Second, here is a mirror I made for a certain important person in my life. His reception area is very dull and bleak, and I thought this would cheer things up.

(and you try and take a photo of a mirror without getting your reflection in it!)

Third, thanks to G-Ma Ellen, I discovered this divine crochet pattern for slippers from Mamachee on Etsy:

Fell in love with, ordered, paid, and downloaded! How spectacular is this super-speed techno world of ours! Turns out I have no 6.5mm hook in my tools, so I’m off to Simply Stitches in Pinelands just now. As soon as I finish this post. Oh, and shower and dress.

Finally, get yourselves on over to the Woolhogs Made-It Challenge – the prize for October has been donated by the lovely Rainbow Junkie in the UK. You don’t have to make anything knitted or crocheted, it can be baked, stitched, modelled, painted….the world is your banana. And no, I have no idea what made me write that. Sometimes I’m just silly.

To be continued…

Woolhogs Monthly Challenge #3

The concept of a monthly challenge may not always fill one with excitement, especially if one is female, 50, and menopausal. Luckily Maryanne’s Challenge is in a different category.

Yesterday I finished making a flower, with hardboard, fabric, cold glue, paper, a button, a metallic gold pen and some gold glitter paint. I bashed a hole through it with a hilti, and hung it up with a scrap piece of yellow wool. I think it looks extra nice and colourful when I use the flash!

Have a fabulous Friday, everyone :-)

To be continued…


I’m the first to admit that this idea still needs work, but I’d got it into my head that I wanted to crochet a frame cover for Maryanne’s Made-It Challenge. So here it is:

The photo is of Alex when she was 8 — and she will kill me if she ever reads this blog! (But she was gorgeous even then, despite one or two missing teeth…)

I’m happy with the stitches I used and the way the cover holds down at the edges, but I need to work another couple of rows of dc on the inside edges. I’ll also probably put a little dab of glue on the corners, just to make sure it stays in place. A flower in one corner might also be nice…or stripes…or a couple of buttons…anyway, you get the idea.

To be continued…

trying to keep up with my mother

I don’t have anything particularly special to report on the crafting front today, just getting my stuff ready and priced for the Tulbagh market and finishing something for Maryanne’s Made-It Challenge, so I thought I’d share a story about my mother, Didi.

She recently broke her hip and cracked her pelvis, one Sunday morning pottering around in her kitchen, by slipping on the tiled floor and landing badly.  By 10pm that evening, she had been operated on, and the surgeon had inserted metal pins to hold everything back in place.  By 10.30pm, she was on the phone to me, telling me that she was going to be fine, couldn’t feel a thing, and I didn’t need to worry. When I offered to go up to Joburg to help in some way, she said it wasn’t necessary. (She actually said I’d just end up getting in the way and irritating her, so at least she’s honest!)

Two days later, she had gone through two physiotherapy sessions and was on her way home.  Within one week, she was being driven to and from the huge farm property she is busy renovating, 20 minutes from her home, where two of the labourers would carry her around on a chair so she could supervise and keep an eye on everything.  (I should add that my mother is very small, probably doesn’t weigh more than 45 kgs!).  The image of her being carted around on her ‘litter’ while she waves her crutch like a mad wizard and issues orders still cracks me up.

She still can’t walk, it will probably be October before she’s ready for that, but that hasn’t stopped her either.  Last week she decided she was ready to drive (she has an automatic) so she had her wheelchair put in the back and drove herself off to the farm.  She had promised to be very very careful and to drive slowly, but … guess who got stopped for speeding on the way home? The cop who pulled her over was no match for her, and I figure the poor chap was more than happy to pretend it was a non-event within 2 minutes of face-to-face communication.  It seems he was confused by the wheelchair in the back, the extra crutches in the front (one of which would have had a sombrero perched on top of it)*, and my mother’s refusal to accept that she had been speeding at all, despite the hi-tech equipment they use these days.

I am not allowed to say how old my mother is, and she herself is unable to answer truthfully when someone asks her how old her daughter is.  I am 50, but she says she just can’t get that word out properly.  I think the last time it came up, she managed to say that I was f….forty-one, and her granddaughter was eight…yes, eight.  Ten years off for all of us!

Here is a pic from my stepsister’s wedding in March this year, my mother is on the right in the grey and black top.  And that’s me being very original by giving my stepdad antennae.

She’s a hard act to follow. Probably best not to even try!!!

To be continued…