Nearly Headless Nick...sorry I mean Nearly Wordless Wednesday!

On their own or making friends with yummy mature cheddar, it's my kind of sandwich.  

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The 52 Marvellous Makes Madness Challenge - Weeks 35 - 40!

Hello and welcome to the next batch of marvellous makes...

Week 35

Butterfly and bunny key rings.

Made for a schoolfriend of Eldest Biscuit to take along to her Saturday night party.  Can't remember the last time I was invited to a party on a Saturday night!!

Made up from felt, fabric and buttons from their respective stashes.  A bit of making fun!

 Week 36

Owl egg cosy.

Made from a tutorial from LucyKate for one of the Nursery Nurses where I help out (pretend I have a career as a Librarian) of a Wednesday morn.  Last year I made her an owl brooch for her birthday not knowing she has collected owly things for years and years so this year when I spotted this cosy I knew who would love one.  

Week 37

Bread.

I make bread often but I thought homemade bread deserves to be in this as it is indeed a marvellous thing to make.  Have tried many different recipes but always come back to Jamie O.

Week 38

Bunny egg cosy.

Made from a Little Cotton Rabbits pattern.  Made for youngest Biscuit's teacher at Easter.  Eldest Biscuit didn't agree that his [gorgeous, young] male teacher would want one.  Made with various 4 ply from my wool stash.

 Weeks 39 and 40

  

Chocolate cake - again and again.  

 Seeing how my craft making mojo was being a fickle friend...

 Made as week 39 only to be required the next week very last minute for a work friend of Mr Biscuit.  I didn't take any photos of the second one, last minute like I said, so am making up for it by the above photo compilation extravaganza.

Only 16 makes left!  

Have a lovely weekend peeps and if praying to a God of Weather would help, please let this incessant rain stop and let there be sun.  I like a bit of rain but c'mon!!!

edit  3pm  -it has rained here for the last two weeks.  Not all day but enough to make hanging out washing risky and a nice seat out all but impossible.  Oh and it's been cold....

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Nearly Headless Nick..sorry I mean Nearly Wordless Wednesday!

"Time flies like an arrow.  Fruit flies like a banana."

Groucho Marx

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Feeling like a hormonal Keith Lemon.....

...and this is why.

"Shiting"

Who knows how it is that my wrist is in this state today? 

Am rubbish at typing with one finger let alone my left hand.  

So why am I?  

A blatant non-apologetic need for sympathy I'm afraid.

My hormone riddled body wants to weep for the pain, the inconvenience and the unfairness if it.

I had so many plans...scunnered now.  

Under strict instructions not to use it.

Must fight the childish rebelliousness in me to do what the buggery I want, sore wrist or no sore wrist.

Could be worse I know, I could have dodgy eighties hair and a tash.

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Nearly Headless Nick..sorry I mean Nearly Wordless Wednesday!

Who wants to simply get dressed?

Pants to that!

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It's most definitely unusual...

...for me to have absolutely nothing to say but alas that is how it has been.  

For weeks now when I think of my ickle blog, I realize, sure enough absolutely nothing to say.  

I've lots I could talk about.....organizing and decorating instead of intended camping trip over the hols - boring but necessary if I want a craft room this year.  Easter family celebrations at my in-laws and accidentally getting very drunk, had to send myself off to bed very early for me to ward off the chance of vomit. Hubby did not let it lie at all, for days.  I'm too old and obviously a shandy lightweight when it comes to afternoon to evening drinking!!!  

Eldest Biscuit's 10th birthday - how can a decade pass so fast?.  Youngest Biscuit loosing his top two teeth in the same weekend - who knew he could get any more cute?  Painful orthodontist visits (is there any other type?) - at least one more year to go thanks to waiting a year and a half for minor surgery.  Sitting in the garden reading.  Watching Masterchef - I couldn't bear Tom and Sarah not winning too.  Losing my making mojo only to find it briefly and sporadically only to lose it again and again - effing HATE that. Watching E.T for the first time in a long long time - laughing at the blonde wig and hat and crying (you know when).  Being terrified by The Silence in Doctor Who.  Remembering again why Mr Biscuit is most definitely the best man in the universe for me.

Making plans, always making plans - holidays, garden, alfresco eating, quilts, my 'running away from the menfolk' craft room.   
Ooh and chocolate.

Maybe now I've said all that I can get back to blogging about pants.  Intrigued, are you not??

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The 52 Marvellous Makes Madness Challenge - Weeks 33 and 34!

Hello, hello bonny bloggers.  

First things first, my oven is mended, yay!!!  Relief....must bake something today (am thinking scones).  There was a slight delay in it taking a few days to realize buying over the net was the way to go as our local shops were pants.  We managed fine without an oven in the main due to me having a cold over the weekend. Ladies you may know what I mean when I say, if I'm poorly not much meal production happens at the hands of Mr Biscuit. 

Why is it that after a busy busy time you catch a cold?  It's a bit worrying that the night before it hit I was handling cakes at the schools Birthday celebrations baking stall.  If any of you have never had the pleasure (???) of manning a baking stall let me tell you it's insane!!!  Unbelievably busy!  The teachers helping me didn't believe me when I said to get ready for it to get scary.  It'll be like childbirth, I'll forget how bad it is by the time I'm asked to do it again.  There are perks as you get to choose what you want before it sells/sells out, on this night meringues and cream, yummy!!

The Biscuits school was celebrating it's 40th Birthday and it was cool to see photos of Mr Biscuit all Ginger and clad in 70's brown fairisle jumpers.  Not so good was the idea to light lanterns in the playground, at one point it was like The Hindenburg, watching one burning away to nothing not very high up in the air.  All the health and safety plans went out of the window when people realized it was better to use a lighter rather than queuing to get to a designated lighter, it got a bit scary with kids running around chasing lit ones.  It probably seemed like a great idea in the meetings...

Eldest Biscuit was also in a production of Oliver.  School productions and assemblies are always a joy to witness.

So to business...

Week 33 

I find it ridiculous that no matter how many (cough four) pin cushions I have, when I am sewing I inevitably have to stretch my way around mess - messy pup remember? -  to reach whichever one[s] I have out to get a pin so I thought one of these fellas might be handy.  It is, I am happy to report!  A wee simple rosebud made of felt sewn on to a ring, easy peasy!

Week 34

A Fish[y] brooch.

Made for a birthday gift on a creative whim giving a bit of freehand/machine embroidery a go.  I'm not entirely happy with it but....  Made with felt, fabric from my stash and the dinkiest wee spotty 'love bug' button.  I like to describe these buttons as raindrops on fingertips.  They are available from lovepaperfish.com if you'd like some.

More weeks to come....

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A list of one thing (so not really a list) that I hate. Hate more than....

...being late, U2, mediocrity, bad cake and hangovers.


1.  When I went to put lemon cake mixture into my only working oven to find, in the time it had taken me to put together the mix, the element had overheated and gone kaput.

Let me just clarify, No EFFING OVEN SO NO EFFING CAKE!!!!!!

Please someone take this blade from my heart. 
I am not exaggerating.  I am beyond devastated and am not even going to discuss that homemade pizza was on the menu tonight....
Ignoring the fact that Mr Biscuit is and Electrician and elements are easy to get a hold of etc etc....my heart is broken, I feel I have lost a limb.  My birthday cake- my wee gift to myself - is still sitting on the worktop wondering it's fate.  Will it make it into an oven- am considering the risk of moving it to my parent-in-laws - or never furfil it's telos and become sponge because of it hanging around in it's unbaked state for hours?  I admit it will be hard for the baker in me to risk moving and/or baking at this stage in the game!

I wonder do you, my fellow bloggers, know me enough to understand the gravity of  my loss?

Yes of course you do!! 
 Don't you???

"you go home and you cry and you want to die!" and "heaven knows I'm miserable now!"

Morrissey knows what I mean!

Today I am putting the 'drama' in Drama Queen, well because I want to *stamps foot*!

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