After last week’s regimented sewing time, this last week was slightly unusual.
I accompanied 24 students into the wilds of the Mourne Mountains for three days: no mobile signal, no Internet, no TV, radio or most of anything linked with the 21st century. My goodness, how will we cope? We did however, have hot and cold running water, a roof over our heads, beds and en-suites and tonnes of food, which definitely helped.
Well, of course everyone survived. Which just goes to prove beyond absolute doubt that Instagram/Snapchat/Facebook/Pinterest/Blogger/Wordpress/Google/Bing/Android/i-anything/email/etc,etc,etc may be wonderful thingies but in reality do not enable us to survive!
The girls were absolutely frantic, they just kept staring at their blank phone screens at any and every available moment like a signal might miraculously appear while the boys just sort of went “Yeah, no signal, OK. Got a football?”.
Anyway, while they all went off hillwalking, kayaking, bouldering, mountain biking and other things involving fresh air, I sat on my well padded backside padding it a little bit more doing a constructive project – hand sewing.
BTW – I never take my students out unless the rain stays away and the sun shines – I’m lucky that way – Jinkes !!
A colleague had a baby in early September, well actually, his wife did.
I had already completed the quilt top awaiting the imminent arrival and it just needed quilting and binding – this was my hand work for three days. Hand quilted, the binding hand sewn and all completed in time for coming home on Friday to Wi-Fi, email, Facebook and all the other sh**e.
The pattern for the quilt top is Jelly Roll Jam 2 . Sorry, I can’t remember the fabric but you might just be able to see pine trees, birds, bees and tents – all outdoor things.
The other side is backed with birds.
With the fabulous backdrop of the Mourne mountains here’s Holly’s quilt which is also in part a memory quilt for her father who went hillwalking and camping before Holly was born. I don’t believe he reads this blog so we’re safe.
James, it will be years and years before you you can venture up the Mournes again……….
I hope Holly loves the quilt – James, but I’m sure you love her way more.