walking the walk

This weekend, I spent a good few hours walking - joining some workmates in a local "Relay for Life," a fundraiser for The Cancer Council.

At the end, we stretched, and celebrated our fundraising achievements... but as I drove home, I started feeling frustrated that we should have to hold fundraisers like this for crucial services that don't get the government funding they need.

This quote popped into my head... (we had this tea towel when I was growing up!)

Or, relating to some recent announcements:

"it will be a great day when our healthcare services get all the money they need, and the MCG has to hold a cake stall to refurbish the Great Southern Stand"

(OK, not so catchy, but hopefully you get my point...).

My guess is, most of you will already have heard about Cam's Call for Help, and maybe have already written to those in power to ask them to overturn The Alfred Hospital's decision to reduce lung transplants in coming weeks... but if you haven't, please do (you can click on the picture below to travel to her website).

Thank you, and I hope you're having a lovely weekend.

itchy stitchy

Today, she announced that she felt "itchy stitchy"...

you know, that feeling you get when all you want to do is stitch...

and stitch...

and stitch...

Isn't it a wonderful feeling when you get to do just what you like for a while? I hope you got that chance today too.

P.S. - we used nylon netting as the " invisible fabric" (when I couldn't find the hessian I know I have somewhere...), and a yarn needle. Super easy and fun!

a new language

After a few hours spent on the lawn on a sunny Sunday with some of my favourite work friends, I am finally learning to talk in crochet...

I can't yet talk AND crochet, but have learned that I can crochet passably with one eye closed (which is lucky, given the state of my left eye!).

Hope you are having a lovely day!

mended

After the fun of mending her jeans, I turned to my own... and wondered why we both get holes on the same knee (the right one).


I have vague memories of wearing jeans patched from the inside, and how uncomfortable they were, so I went for an "outside patch" too, and then had some fun with wonky stitching.


Now I have a built-in reminder to check the mending pile more often...