Drum roll please, I’ve finally finished T’s quilt. For all you non-quilters out there, this is not a small thing. This is a really big thing. It’s taken over two months of snatching time away that really ought to be spent on useful things like emptying the dishwasher, checking the credit card statement, tidying up toys and cooking supper… Even this blog has taken second place.
It’s something I struggle with, trying to find something to do in between the school runs that gives me a sense of achievement. Something not involving housework, life admin or childcare. A project for myself, something I can feel proud of that is kind-of-slightly about the children, but mainly for me. It’s also v satisfying to bring back an old skill that predates wife-and-motherhood. My very first school girl’s patchwork quilt took no less than six years. I was so proud of it, I even put it on my first CV to demonstrate perseverance.
Some of you may remember I madly decided to sew B a bunny quilt for her Christmas present, done in three frenzied weeks completely by hand. My friends finally convinced me to buy a sewing machine, so T’s quilt has been an interesting crash course in how to use one. My main lesson was – don’t start with an enormous piece of fabric. The frustration and stress of rolling up yards and yards of material to try and cram it under the sewing machine’s arm whilst stitching round and round a cow’s face was not fun.
But on Saturday I finally finished it. Poor C had gone for a run and come home bearing coffee and pastries. Instead of a happy, grateful wife, he got a snarling, hunched one howling “I’ve just got one edge left to do, I can’t possibly stop now, don’t get crumbs anywhere near it!” He and the girls retreated and left me to it. But it’s finally done, and is looking fabulous on T’s bed.
I photographed the whole process, but for once I’m going to upload them as simple images without the line drawing effect, as I’ve found the fabric doesn’t show up otherwise. Which would rather defeat the point.
This week’s Highs & Lows:
Highs: Finishing the quilt. Seeing T&B fast asleep in B’s cot having a ‘sleep over’. Blossom on the trees at last, at last.
Lows: Getting utterly, wretchedly drenched two days in a row on the way to school. One of the downsides of living up in the clouds is that you can’t tell whether it’s actually raining or not. The doorman frequently sends me back upstairs to get more layers on, but this time the downpours caught us completely by surprise. Stupid April showers. Also, someone telling me the cows look like Ben & Jerry’s icecream packaging. That was not my intention!