Here is a pic of my recent snow expedition, just for some of you readers who find it odd that it actually snows in Australia. The landscape is pretty wild compared to other ski fields. We have mainly rocks and eucalyptus trees. This pic was taken at Charlotte's Pass a ski field only accessible via oversnow truck. In this pic in the distance is our highest mountain, Mt Koscuiszko 2229metres.
So the sewer died and it is indeed a sad, sad day. I loved my Singer sewer. It was a full metal sewer with only minor bits of plastic, not like the complete horror plastic numbers on offer nowadays. I can't bear to throw it just yet so it is languishing under my bed until I decide it's fate. Could turn it into a sculpture of some sorts. Must put my crafty mind to recyling possibilities or is this going too far? I was watching some very bad craft show the other day, as you do when crafting, and some nutter even had a tattoo of her sewer on her arm. Now ladies I'm all for lovin' the sewer, but plu-lease this is just tramp stamp craftiness gone wrong. In the meantime I've welcomed a new edition to the family a Janome Sewist, sounds so posh, and is so quiet. The Singer used to rock the table and was a tad, well let's be honest, freight train noisy. Midnight sewing was definitely frowned upon when the Singer was involved.
In other news, my article in the wonderful mixtape is in this month's edition. So crafters if you want the lowdown on lino cut printing go get yourself a copy here.