It’s time to spill the beans… I’m addicted to vinyl wall stickers!
There, it’s out.
Not that it’s been an easy obsession to hide… you try hiding a 1.5m x 1m black bicycle on your hallway wall, four green lace heats, and a turquoise elephant – it’s challenging!
It all started with Heidi’s nursery. The red birdcages and birds…
It’s about time!
Finally I’m able to provide a tour of little Zoe’s nursery (she might be little, but her double chin is increasing in size daily, and the tops of her legs look like a stack of bagels!).
This birch tree trunk has accompanied us on two house moves…destined to be put to good use ‘one-day’…
That day has now finally arrived. And my husband is thrilled. It was clogging up his garage, apparently.
I have used it as the centre-piece to our new daughter’s nursery (due to arrive in 8 days time).
Just a quick one.
I have to share with you my latest acquisition. When shopping in Geelong (which is the closest big town to my seaside location) I spied a large skip (dumpster) on the side of the road. If you have read any of my previous posts you will know that I am no stranger to retrieving things from skips – this day was no exception!
Naturally there needs to be something worth rummaging for in the skip, I don’t just fossick without intent. Although it would be foolish to rule out intent-less fossicking completely – one day.
This skip had the remains of a shop fit-out in it (another victim of the retail slump), and sitting on top of all the wood, plasterboard and other debris were all the letters from the shop sign – BINGO!
As you well know I have been known to stumble across a lot of (what many would refer to as ‘junk’) items for my up-cycling projects from the footpath.
I stooped to a new low for this one. They were found in the skip at our block, where the builders toss all their house building remnants (that sounds a lot better then rubbish – doesn’t it!). Actually, if the truth be known, I personally didn’t rummage around in the skip to find these – my mother-in-law did! What hope has our little Heidi got with the foraging genes on both sides of the family!!!
We were showing the progress of the house to my husband’s parents one weekend, when I hear a muffled voice from a head diving into the skip “Hey Bernice, look at these… you could make them into little stools for Heidi”. I didn’t even need time to think about it. They were in the boot of the car as my (very understanding and often perplexed) husband lets out another sigh!
In follow-up to my previous post Sewing Things… I have added a few more items to my list of things I have made with my machine. I can safely say I am getting back into the swing of sewing again after 20 years away from a machine.