cushions and houses

On the working side of life, I’ve been making cushions using the designs I usually print on pillow cases. I was keen to maintain the patchworky random look, so no two will ever be the same.

Still experimenting with sizes and layout – but it’s a brilliant way to use up small pieces of fabric left over from the bedspreads. The Kalk Bay shop has expressed an interest, but they would want the cushions to be a standard size. “Standard” – hmmm, a strange concept for me, I’ll have to give it some thought….

On the domestic front, we received three offers on the house within 24 hours of it being on show. We happily accepted the best one, and transfer is scheduled for the end of May. Aaaaaaannnnd, best news of all, Philip and I are now the proud new owners of a beautiful house in Claremont (a suburb of Cape Town about 10 minutes drive from where we currently live). It’s green and leafy and quiet, and the house is perfect for two people who both work from home and who like to entertain (on a relatively modest basis). It’s been wonderfully and attractively modernised, in pristine condition, and we don’t have to make a single change. So, 1 June will see quite a few removal trucks rumbling along in various directions between Mowbray, Rosebank and Claremont – housewarming to follow soon after :) Deep sigh of relief, gratitude and contentment!

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a little bit horny

I’ve been asked to make a whole batch of rhino beanies, in turquoise with white horns. I would have thought grey would be better but it IS a gorgeous shade of turquoise, and I guess will complement the pink elephants and the red herrings. The cotton is all Vinni’s, of course.

I wanted to take these pics late last night and Carol was already asleep, so I had to wake her. That’s why she’s a bit blurry-eyed.

I had help.  After two very rushed and pathetic attempts at a horn, I decided to look-see if someone else had already invented this wheel.  Vielen dank, Diana.  You saved my sanity.

And for every beanie I make, I wish that fifty rhino poachers could be caught and strung up. I won’t post pics of the horrific images that you’ll find on Save the Rhino, but there are some vile people out there whose cruelty is beyond understanding.

In the meantime, I have a market tomorrow to prepare for, so I’ll be off. Hope you all have a marvellous weekend. x

 

 

A short walk along the Camps Bay promenade

Camps Bay is a suburb of Cape Town on the Atlantic seaboard waaaaay over on the other side of the mountain from where I live.  Rob lives there so sometimes I am there, too. Yesterday was warm and sunny and summer was in the air, and we took a short stroll along the promenade in the late afternoon.

The pavement cafés and wine bars weren’t overrun by tourists yet (not that I have anything against tourists, I really really don’t…) so there was parking to be had and a relaxed atmosphere and beaches to see and benches to sit on and old acquaintances to chat to.  And there was a rhino. And at the end of the stroll, turning left at the robots up Geneva Drive, there was Dizzy’s – a friendly barman, cold beer in a tall glass, more old pals… a well-deserved rest after a terribly long, hard, tiring day in the most beautiful city in the world.

To be continued…