Friday 21 November 2014

A slow(ish) week in November ... delicately seasoned with a half-knitted sock

I've been really hard pushed to get things done this week. I've been distracted. All week.

You see it started with a sock. Yes, I'm serious: a single, lonely, little sock!  My old gran used to be the sock-knitting queen, but the sad thing was that none of us paid too much attention to how she did it. We all enjoyed her fabulous, snuggly footwear, which she used to love knitting in front of the television as she watched her favourite programmes, but no one ever sat down and said Gran, how on earth do you turn the yarn into these wonderful socks?

She passed away 10 years' ago. We all miss her tonnes, and her legacy of lovely, woolly socks now have holes in them. This week I've been desperately trying to figure out how she did it. I started off with half an idea of how to make it work, but I've been battling to get it right - all week - like a determined little terrier who just won't give up. And, as a result, nothing else has got done. Oops!

I thought I'd have a go with a smallish pair for Emi's smallish feet. I figured out how to turn the heel without any difficulty but I've had a bit of a struggle to get those toes into place. This, ta-dah, is where I've got to:

Maybe I could just leave them like that. How do toeless socks grab you as a concept? Inbuilt ventilation: the perfect antidote to smelly feet. I mean we've got fingerless gloves, which people who mess around doing stuff outdoors love to wear, so why not toeless socks that leave your toes free for ... well ... um ... <searches for ideas> ... scratching your legs with? No? OK, OK, you're right: that's a ship that may be hard to launch.

I even bought a pattern book, but it was written in such an infuriatingly, unhelpful way that it had me turning to the author's bio page to tell her photo that her instructions were worse than hopeless every time I've tried to use it. Yes, I was that demented. What is it with people who do technical things and then can't explain them to us normal mortals? I had a physics teacher like that once. He used to drive us all mental, walking us round in circles and tying us up in knots with the most complicated, long-winded explanations imaginable for concepts that could have been explained simply in a few sentences. Luckily my dad's good at maths and physics so I used to figure it out at home with his help. At the end of year we said that we'd passed our physics exams despite our teachers's input!

Happily I did manage to finish off my  Sparkly Party Wrap on Monday before I fell victim to my sock obsession.

And I've been busy out in the garden with Maxi, the Wonder Dog, at my heels. We've been doing a much needed autumn tidy-up. Well I have, and the Wonder Dog has been digging holes - everywhere - and hasn't really helped at all. I don't know what's got into him, but he's keen as mustard on digging holes these days. He has also got a sock fetish (I think there's something in the water over here), which means that, in addition to messy paw prints all over my floors, I also have the added delight of a mud monster for a pooch and the daily excitement of unearthing badly buried socks beneath my rose bushes. Happy Days!

And talking or roses, as I've mentioned in the past (check out my how to make pot pourri and more about how to make pot pourri posts)  I'm an enthusiastic maker of pot pourri. This week I've bought a lovely new rose that promises to be perfect for this purpose. Here's what I'm hoping it will look like come the springtime:

Isn't it a beauty?

It's called Munstead Wood by the wonderful David Austin. It's named after Gertrude Jekyll's private garden at Munstead Wood, her home designed by her chum, Edwin Lutyens. To be very honest I was sold on the name and the association with the great doyenne of the Arts and Crafts Movement, but once I'd got over my swoon the rest of the details sounded pretty spot on. It's a wonderful dark, dark red. Light coloured roses tend to discolour as they dry. It's also a vigorous repeat flowerer with a strong, heavy olde worlde fragrance. Tick, tick, tick: it's got all the attributes of a perfect pot pourri rose.

Inside I've been scattering around poinsettias. My local flower shop took a delivery of these cheeky little chaps earlier in the week, and I just couldn't walk home without them. Now my challenge is to not kill them before Christmas. I'm a bit rubbish with indoor plants, so that's a big challenge for me - maybe even bigger than getting those toes to go in the right place in Emi's socks <sigh!>.

Emi's busy practising for his Christmas play at school. It's about the Christmas Day ceasefire back in 1914. He's Tommy number 5 from somewhere down the line, and we've had our usual, seasonal dash to get him kitted out for his dress rehearsals.

He's also discovered a how-to guide for making the best paper aeroplane in the world, by the chap who holds the world record for flying a paper aeroplane further than anyone else has ever done. No, I didn't know that particular record category existed either. Anyway, this has given young Emi a focus on all things aeronautical this week, which has kept him busy with his Lego bricks and some torn-out pages from his maths homework book.

If you've got a little person at home who might be interested in this paper aeroplane technology you can find the link for the how-to guide here: Paper aeroplanes by the Paper Aeroplane Guy. I was very sceptical about his boasts, and his special construction tools, but his design does work well. The broad wings get a lot of lift, especially if you stand on top of the stairs and launch it down into the hallway.

Anyway, those toes are calling out to me and I know that they're not going to knit themselves any time soon, so I'll wish you all the very best for a truly lovely weekend,

Bonny x

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Monday 17 November 2014

Perfect sparkly wrap to wear with your favourite LBD at parties ...

Christmas is just around the corner ... and I've got the perfect sparkly wrap to jazz up your favourite Little Black Dress. It looks great over a jumper during the daytime, or if you need to cover your hair to keep your ears warm it's as light as gossamer so it won't mess up your hairstyle and leave you with helmet hair. 

As with all my other patterns it's super easy peasy to make. All you need to know how to do is cast on, knit, purl and cast off again. It's also a relatively quick project - even though it's worked in fingering 2 ply lacy wool, which usually takes an age to go anywhere.

I used a wonderful yarn that I'd bought on special discount at the great Ally Pally Woolfest. It's called Simonetta, and it's by Louisa Harding. It's a mix of mohair, metallic polyester and nylon, and it knits up like a dream. The only little itsy bitsy problem that I encountered is that it's difficult to rip out if you make a mistake. It's got this awful habit of knotting up. Luckily this pattern is so easy that a total beginner should be able to make it without needing to do any ripping out - no sweat!

I started off with my favourite wrap, which is a total Goldilocks piece: just the right size in every dimension to do the job, and then I calculated how many stitches I'd need to produce something the same size. My perfect wrap was 72cm wide and 180 cm long, so those were my target dimensions for this pattern. You can check your tension, measure your own favourite wrap and adjust the number of stitches/ rows to fashion it so that it's just perfect for you.

Anyway enough waffling about how easy it is! Here's what you'll need and here's how to make it:


5, 50g balls 2 ply fingering lacy wool - Simonetta by Louisa Harding is pretty good if you've got it to hand

1 pair of size 4 mm needles
1 pair of size 8 mm needles


Using the 4mm needles cast on 240 stitches.

Knit 14 rows of plain knit stitch. i.e. each and every one of those 14 rows is a plain knit row.

Row 15: Knit 2 stitches together from start to finish. You should finish this row with 120 stitches

These first few rows knitted with twice the number of stitches as we're going to use for the body of the wrap produce a small frill at the end, which hangs naturally into loose pleats. It's a simple technique to add a not-too-fussy embellishment. We'll do the same in reverse when we get to the other end. You can sort of see what I'm on about in the photo below.

Row 16: Knit row from first to last stitch using 4 mm needles.

Row 17: Purl row from first to last stitch, using one of the 8 mm needles to purl onto.

From here on in we're going to use these alternating needle sizes. This is a really simple way to achieve an open lacy weave. The self-patterning effect of the sparkle in the wool adds another not-too-fussy detail to what will be the perfect party wrap. To my way of thinking it's chic and understated.

Row 18: Knit row from first to large stitch, knitting onto the 4 mm needle.

Keep repeating Rows 17 and 18, alternating between the 4 mm and 8 mm needles until your work measures about 5 cm short of the target length I wanted mine to be 180 cm so I kept going with my knit and purl rows until it measured 175 cm. finishing on a knit row.

Next row: Knit into front and back of each stitch to the end of the row, using 4 mm needle. You should end this row with 240 stitches.

Knit 14 rows of plain knit stitch using only 4 mm needles to produce another frill at this end of your wrap to match the one you made when you cast on.

Cast off and enjoy wearing your new creation!

Bonny x

Friday 14 November 2014

A busy week in November ...

Whaow! Where is the time going? I can't believe how close we're getting to the end of another year.

We had a lovely day here in London for Remembrance Sunday: quiet and still with a clear blue sky. We took ourselves off to Chiswick House in the afternoon for a wander through some autumn glory.

Chiswick House, Chiswick, London
The Ionic Temple, Chiswick House, London

Chiswick House is one of our all-time favourite haunts. I've written about it in the springtime here. I've written about its wonderful camellia festival here, and about its kitchen garden here. It really is a very special place. They say that this garden is where the English Landscape Movement started. They say that it was the inspiration for New York's Central Park. At the risk of being a bore: it's a very special garden, and, as they welcome little folk on wheels and any kind of well-behaved canine, it ticks all the boxes for us.

Chiswick House, Chiswick, London
The Lake, Chiswick House, London

They've even got a terrific coffee shop where Mr B and I enjoyed some cappuccinos outside on a sun-drenched terrace whilst the little person abandoned his wheels and rushed off to play on the nearby swings with lots of other little people.

Chiswick House, Chiswick, London
The Lake, Chiswick House, London
There's been lots of stuff in the papers and on the news this week about the poppies at the Tower of London. Maxi, Emi and I went to see them back in August when we went for a walk around the Tower of London. The Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red installation has truly gripped the popular imagination. I'm so glad we were able to see it when there weren't quite so many people around. 

Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red, Tower of London
Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red, Tower of London, August 2014

Emi has been thinking a lot about the Wars and about my great uncles, his great great uncles who fought in the Second World War. In his own little homage to the D-Day Landings he built some Lego tanks, of which he is very proud. Lovely colours: perfect camouflage for ... the toy box.

A little boy's homage to the D-Day Landings

I've been busy making things too on those rainy days when I didn't feel up to going out or doing anything else. Sometimes when the weather's cold and grey it's nice to stay inside and do a spot of nesting. This week I made some Epsom Salts Bath Bombs to combine the restorative properties of Epsom Salts with the relaxing, indulgent smell of Lavender. They were a great success. I'd left them to dry out in the dining room with a T-towel over the top. Mr B happened to go in there for something and emerged with a question: why did the room smell so sensational? There was such a lovely smell of cinnamon! Cinnamon?? I think we need to send Mr B off to have his nose re-calibrated. It's clearly not working properly.

Home made Epsom Salts bath bombs infused with Lavender essential oil
And then when we'd got the bath bombs all sorted we turned our attention to making some lovely stick-on labels to wrap them up with, and some more stick-on labels for last week's Cardamon & Clementine Marmalade.

We've got some great plans for making festive hampers of home-made goodies for friends and family, so our labelling has to be up to scratch to get the look just right.

The beginnings of a festive hamper

And then on Armistice Day itself we observed the silence. Emi was on a school trip to the local synagogue. His school is a bit like the United Nations. The little folk there are from all corners of God's good earth, and, as part of their religious education programme, they are taken to each other's places of worship. It just so happened that this week was the turn of the Jewish faith. So, wearing yamakas, Emi and his class-mates,  Hindus, Christians, Muslims, Jainists, Jews and Sikhs stood shoulder to shoulder and observed the silence together in the synagogue. In such acts of unity I sometimes glimpse a future that's full of better tomorrows for all our children.

When he came home I asked him how it was, and he replied that they got orange juice and some very nice biscuits, which were good, but not quite so good as the yummy food at the Sikh Gurdwara. Apparently the food there was epic. It's a nice take on comparative religion, isn't it?

All the best for a super weekend,

Bonny x

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Thursday 13 November 2014

Label-tastic: how to make your own sticky labels ...

Maxi the Wonder Dog and I are confined to barracks this morning waiting ... waiting ... and then waiting some more for the delivery man. Of course he's guaranteed to show up five minutes after we set off on the school run.

We've been whiling away the time playing with a couple of lovely new gizmos that the slow-footed delivery man dropped off with us a couple of days' ago.

You see this label-making fixation of mine all started when I couldn't find any ready-made labels for my Cardamon & Clementine Marmalade. I looked in all the shops but couldn't score anything better than a plain rectangular number with a few cheesy, but unidentifiable, flowers and just enough space to write Clem M'lade. I was very underwhelmed.

Anyway here are my new toys:

The white gizmo is a label punch by Martha Stewart. You just push a piece of paper in, pull down the lever and - bingo - you've got a lovely label shape. The X-shaped purple number is a Xyron Sticker Maker, a wonderful bit of kit that puts the sticky backing on your label once you've punched it and written it and made it as pretty as you possibly can. And together this dynamic duo have blitzed a way through my cheesy-boring-labels issue.

Ok, Ok, I'll admit that I haven't found a way to bring peace to the Middle East, or a cure for cancer, but I'm very happy with what we've done with our crayons and gizmos during this morning's play session. 

We made some more labels for the Epsom Salts Bath Bombs that we knocked out earlier in the week.

We found a snazzy white gel pen, which produced a lovely chalk-on-a-blackboard type of effect when we used it on coloured paper. I tried rubbing a bit of chalk over one or two of the labels to add even more chalky authenticity.

And then we had a go at parcelling up the bath bombs in plastic cake bags, tying on some ribbon and finally adding our lovely labels. Now who wouldn't be delighted to get a little pressie of lavender-scented loveliness like this?

I parcelled each bath bomb up like a boiled sweet with some baking parchment to keep all that wonderful smelliness intact and to help protect them from chipping as they're carried.

And then we moved the focus of our campaign back to the marmalade.

What do you think? Have I got the label crooked? 

The grand master plan is to make up a few hampers of home-made goodies for some friends and family, who like that kind of thing, so the labels are a big plus in the presentation stakes.

And, finally, here's Maxi the Wonder Dog doing quality control. He's all hunched over, squinting to see that I've spelt Marmalade correctly. He's a very clever little chap, the Wonder Dog.

Hope you're having fun too!

All the best,

Bonny x

Tuesday 11 November 2014

Epsom Salts bath bombs ...

Have you tried Epsom Salts?

Your granny probably swore by them. And she wasn't wrong, your wise old gran.

The thing is they're packed full of magnesium and sulfate, which are minerals that most of us seem to be deficient in these days. If you suffer from any sort of skin problems, such as psoriasis or eczema or any arthritic conditions Epsom Salts can help ease your symptoms. I know a couple of people with arthritis who swear by a hot bath in Epsom Salts on those cold, damp days when they're feeling a bit creaky. I sometimes suffer from super-dry skin on my elbows and knees, and I find that a good soak in the Epsom Salts helps keep things under control.

You can read all about the miracle that is Epsom Salts here on their website: Epsom Salt Council.

Now the only little niggle that I have with them is that they're just a tiny, little bit ... well ... boring. I mean they don't smell, and they don't explode into a fizzing bath-bomb type jacuzzi or give you any other bath-time special effects. They may be very, very good for you, but so is Cod Liver Oil and how many of us rush for a spoonful of that in the mornings?

What they need is a makeover ... big time! And this is exactly what I've given them.


I  give you my Epsom Salts and Lavender Bath Bombs, which not only smell divine, but are also really good for your skin. I had a fun morning a couple of days' ago knocking out a load of bath-time munitions as I listened to my favourite programmes on the radio. Have I ever mentioned what a big Radio 4 fan I am?

Normally I boast about how lovely my kitchen smells when I get cooking, but this is one recipe that will leave both the kitchen and the cook smelling wonderful!

Anyway if you'd like to make some for yourself they're very easy and rather fun to make. Here's what you'll need:


130 g Citric Acid
250 g Baking Soda
120 g Corn flour (or corn starch if you're in the US)
120 g Epsom Salts
3 teaspoonfuls of water
6 teaspoonfuls of Lavender Essential Oil
3 tablespoonfuls of Argan Oil or almond oil
a couple of drops of red and blue food colouring mixed to make purple

a few handfuls of dried lavender flowers


Fold up a hand towel and place it on a tray. Lay out a piece of baking parchment on top. This is going to be the platform on which your bath bombs rest as they dry out. If you placed them on a hard surface they'd form with a flattened end on one side.

Mix all the dry ingredients in a large mixing bowl

Shake all the wet ingredients in a jam jar as though you're making salad dressing.

Add the wet ingredients to the mixing bowl and mix well. You should get a little bit of fizzing when you add them.

Now for the fun part. It's play time ... . Using your hands mush the mixture into balls. It's kind of like making snow balls out of beach sand. Your mixture will have the same consistency as the perfect sand-castle-making sand: not too wet and not too dry.

Place the bath bombs on your towel/ baking parchment and leave them to dry for a couple of days. When you come back to them they'll be hard to touch and perfect for fizzing in the bath. And as I have small hands, and am a bit decadent, I'm going to drop these little mamas in my tub two at a time. They'll give me the perfect home spa experience for a fraction of the High Street price.


Bonny x