Making my own clothes!

That's right people. I am giving sewing my own clothes a go :) 

My mum has been a massive help telling me what to do. But I have been trying to wing it sometimes. My first project was basically my mum doing all the work with me helping a little bit. This annoyed me slightly as I am the type of person who wants to give things a try and work it out as I go. Weird but that's who I am. 

For the past two days I have been working on making a shirt. I bought some material that is liquorice allsorts all over it and purple and basically I fell in love with it. And it was 4.50 for 1 metre in my local market when I went to another independent shop it was 8 quid a metre.... I think we all know the logical choice here!! 

I am ridiculously proud of this. I completed it tonight so I am kinda expecting mum to wake up and tell em it is wrong. Hey ho here are my proud images !! Enjoy peeps :) 

Have you ever tried stapling jelly to a tree?

If anyone has let me know.

Hi everyone. Yes, I haven't been on here in over a year, no, I am not dead. Although I feel I have been on the worlds biggest emotional roller-coaster.

For those of you who know, this year I have been completing a teaching course. I have now finished. passed everything, and I have a teaching job in a school in a place called Bridgnorth. A school called Bridgnorth Endowed School. Lovely place. I have been in school for the past two weeks and everyone has been welcoming and I can't ask for more for my first job. I have my own classroom and everything. Feels weird going in to the real world now.

AHHHHHHHHHH!

But yeah. This was just a post to let people know I am alive and that I want to blog more, but unfortunately I have been up to my eyeballs in paper work and crap. Not literal crap, but work crap. You get me.

Stay swish!

Abbly

Tomorrow

Tomorrow I say my final farewell to my grandpa.

I'm not going to cope with it well, I know I will be a mess.

Yet, whenever I think of him, I think of the Noddy car I had at his house. It was a complete death trap on wheels. Metal pedals that flung round at the speed of light. The steering never worked either. But it was the best damn thing in the world.

So, I guess that's me clinging to his memory.

One of the greatest men in my life, the one who always knew I could do it. He never lost faith in me.

So now, when I lose faith in myself, I just need to think of that noddy car. And how the pedals of life may knackered and cut your knees when things are hard, but there will always be good people around to help. They will pick you up, give you a hug and hopefully give you some jelly tots.

So if any of you ever feel low and sad. Just think, someone will always be willing to listen and to help you out of your Noddy car. 

Abbly xxxx