Ola! As you may have detected from my last blog post, I’ve spent the last week feeling horribly out of control of my own life. Which, for a control freak, is not a good place to be. Thank goodness, this weekend I’ve steered my train back on track and feel much more serene.
I had three aims:
- Get a bit of sewing done, no matter how tiny.
- Do some writing! (Not blog writing. The other kind.)
- Squeeze in a 9-mile run for my half marathon training.
My favourite sewing moments happened early in the mornings. I’ve made good progress on my Minoru jacket and have even been experimenting with patch pockets to go on the front panels:
It’s so nice to have actually – you know – done some sewing.
I spent Saturday on the South Bank writing. I was in the Royal Festival Hall where some Weirdness Of Interactive Creative Something Mad was going on:
There were a lot of these adolescent theatre students prancing around with light fittings on their heads. My favourite moment was when a toddler cocked her head back to gawp at me in the way only a very young child can entirely GAWP. The expression on her face was priceless, as these actors pranced around: ‘What. The. Hell. Is. Going. On?’ Her father (who I didn’t know from Adam) and I burst out laughing.
And today I got out for my run, taking in Hackney, Bethnal Green, Brick Lane and Liverpool Street. Top tip for avoiding running boredom – take lots of snaps on your iPhone:
Columbia Street Market
Finally, I should mention some lovely gifts I received for my birthday. A clapper!
And this gorgeous card from Handmade Jane:
I’m so getting this card framed. Isn’t it to die for?
Yes, that is a little scrap of fabric sewn onto the card. Sweet? So sweet my head could explode with happiness.
Right, I’m off to eat risotto. I think I’m officially back in the groove! Hope you’ve all had good weekends, people.