That's further than I've been on holidays, some years. Of course it wasn't the distance (70km each way) that makes me think they're all nuts, it's the temperature. It was 38.5°C/101.3°F out there, with a hot wind blowing right off the desert, at 2.00pm. No sea breeze, no prospect of a coastal southerly to cool them down. OMG.
So, needless to say, I was very glad to get home & ventilate the house, and joy oh joy, a cool(ish) breeze whipped through about 5.00pm. Some sleep is in order tonight, I hope. I also got up into the roof (don't even ask me what the temperature was up there, please!) to get the other fan down, which is noisy but effective - but the way we've been sleeping this week, I'm quite sure the sound won't be keeping us awake.
In other news, I was delighted to see a whole gaggle of visitors from foreign climes (not foreign as in 'strange', but foreign as in 'not living in Orstraya'... hello to all you lovely lurking Gentle Readers in Oxfordshire UK, Garfield, NJ USA, Southsea, Hampshire UK, Philadelphia The City of Lurve, Pennsylvania USA, Hockworthy, Somerset UK, Toronto, Ontario, Canada (or Tronno, as we say here), and good old Wenty, somebody from Wentworthville, NSW, who drops in from time to time but never delurks, that I know of anyway.
I'm wondering if my visitor from Hockworthy, Somerset, is the lovely LucyWithaY from one of my favourite blogs, Lives By The Woods? Come on, 'fess up if it is you. You know you want a froggie.
In other, makery type news, I have today found out what a comprehensive PITA** it is to sew PUL***, but how much easier it is with a walking foot - first time I've used it on this machine, and after having to get the book out to work out how to put it on the machine, it was dead easy. That stuff is so sticky, it gummed up the rotary cutter something fierce, so that's another trap for young players... anyway, I, who am the master of the boxed-bottom pouch decided that it was a bit disgraceful to keep going on visits with a toilet/cosmetic pouch held together with a safety-pin, so I made myself a new one. I used that gorgeous Echino Birdsong linen, and kept the nice purple bit at the bottom to match up to the zip. Shame I couldn't find a zip that colour, but hey, it's close enough.
Also, I found out that if you're careful enough, you can put a zip in using a walking foot. No zip foot required at all - the topstitching is a little bit close for my taste, but the pouch opens & closes without any dramas. Also, the label is in the wrong place. I still can't work out exactly where to put them to avoid them being swallowed up by the box-bottom, but again, it's only for me, so who cares. It was a bit of a conceit putting the label on it anyway, but you never know what may come of it... commissions from Ma's friends? Stranger things have happened!
So. Pics? You can just see the label there at the bottom left. Bah.
The absolutely best part is that I can get all the crap I need for a week's visit to my lovely Ma, with room left over -
And hopefully the PUL lining will keep it nice & clean. I'm tempted to offer them for sale,
but suspect the market is flooded already (no pun intended). What pun? It's a waterproof lining. Honestly. Anyway, any thoughts on the viability of selling them, very welcome, as always.
In other Etsy related news, my lovely Toile lavender bags have been featured in a treasury, again (so excited!), so if you're bored & want something lovely to look at, check this out. I love treasuries, I really do. There is some absolutely amazing stuff for sale on Etsy, it never ceases to amaze me what you can find. I think that might be the theme for my next one!
And that's it, for me today. Mr Golightly is wending his weary way home from another very long day, and the dinner sits in the fridge, staying cool. I hope that wherever you are, you're safe, and the weather is kind to you.
*Arse end of nowhere
**Pain in the arse
***PolyUrethane Laminate(d Polyester). Dunno why they don't just call it 'PULP'.