Friday, 28 August 2009

Really Important Question.

When I was a child in the forties and fifties before I went to school my Mum would ensure that I had clean underwear and a clean cotton hanky. We were allowed to wear skirts, shirts and cardigans all week but to go out in yesterday’s underwear, or be caught with a dirty crumpled hanky was just not done. As a teenager in the sixties however we had paper hankies (note the spelling) and facial tissues all in smart boxes to be seen on your dressing table and even little handbag size packets of hankies to be taken everywhere, those beautifully embroidered cotton squares were put to the back of the drawer never to see the light of day again.

Men however were still expected to carry the half tea towel sized piece of cotton in their top pocket all neatly laundered and ironed with precise square creases. It was considered almost a uniform for men to have that little triangle or strip of white cotton handkerchief peeking from the top breast pocket of their business suit. The ‘mods’ of the sixties even had ‘faux’ or ‘fake’ as we called them, little oblongs of cardboard with several points of white cotton cloth sewn to the edge of the cardboard which would sit neatly in the top pocket of his ‘Italian Bum Freezer Suit’ which would not need laundering or ironing. Man size tissues were not readily available until around the seventies.

When I first got married, as a dutiful wife I would wash and iron my husband’s handkerchiefs and would curse under my breath at the unfairness of it all. My mother-in-law bless her, did come to my rescue and used to do some laundry for me including the dreaded hankies, but looking back, I do wonder if it was to make sure her precious only son was correctly turned out with neatly ironed shirts, underwear (yes she ironed underwear) and hanky. As the years have gone on most men have left their white cotton squares in the back of the drawer where they should be and will use the really manly MAN SIZED tissues the only person not doing guessed it husband.

Now, after forty years I absolutely refuse to iron hankies and even with the front loading washing machine I still have to handle these little squares of snot and put them in the machine and hang them out to dry, thanking god for ‘Marigolds’ every time. So the question is, how can I persuade the most stubborn man that was ever born to get rid of these germ infested squares and use tissues like everybody else?

And while you ponder this really important question take a look at my new Christmas Cards.

Thursday, 27 August 2009

‘Blogged Today’

Having my own website is very new to me; blogging is even newer and more alien! I am told and I think I understand that blogging is like having a diary that people can read, well for my generation that is totally off the spectrum! We (my generation) as children always coveted those lucky friends that had those lockable diaries, the one with the little key they wore around their necks and who came in to school after Christmas showing the beautifully packaged little book with key on suitable ribbon around their throat. I wonder how many of them (the diaries) survive today and if they did ‘write in them every day’, it was absolute torture for me to have to write the one line required in my school diary. I ‘went to Nana’s’ almost every evening because I just could not think of anything that I actually did at home to write about. In my teenage years if I did receive a diary as a present I would make the effort to write for about the first couple of weeks and then lose interest and the diary never to be found again.

The only time I really used a diary was at work, I had the big day a page diary so that I could list all my appointments, meeting notes, things to do lists, and keep all my contacts, addresses, phone numbers etc., and in January transfer all the important information from the old book to the new one and keep the old one for at least five years just in case I ever needed to look up so and so who I met fifteen years ago, how times have changed. I now do rely on my laptop to remind me of appointments, birthdays and my contacts list is there forever but I really should remember to update it when people move! AND joy of joys I have a ‘to do list’ right there on my desktop reminding me of all the things that I haven’t done. Well this is one thing I can tick off; I have ‘blogged’ today.

Tuesday, 25 August 2009

Christmas in August.

I know most of you do not want to know how many shopping days till Christmas so I will be kind and not tell you but being a card maker my Christmas starts in August.

These black and white cards are not the usual colours of Christmas but I thought I would try and see how they turn out, after all although a lot of people like to send cards at Christmas they are not all of the Christian faith and these are really 'Happy Holiday' cards.
These are more traditional images and colours of Christmas.

I have also made some notelet sets which would make a nice gift, I know people do not write these days and email rules, but it is always nice to receive a hand written thank you note .

Saturday, 15 August 2009

Writing Set

I have made this writing set as neutural as I can so that it could be given as a gift to a male or female, it has everything needed to keep in touch,
6 sheets of printed writing paper.
6 blank notelet cards, could be used for a birthday or just to say 'Hi'.
6 handcrafted matching envelopes
6 white envelopes
4 tags
2 matchbook note books, always handy to make a note to self to take with you in handbag or pocket.
I know people do not write to each other these days but lets not lose the art altogether and by giving this to a dear friend or relative will let them know how much you value contact with them.