22 August 2016

In Response

Believe in yourself and all that you are.

Know that there is something inside you that is greater than any obstacle.

I wanted to take a moment to thank every single one of you who commented or sent me a message after this post.  I responded to very few of you, I'm sorry.  I didn't feel able to at the time.  It's not been sitting very well with me that I haven't properly and gratefully acknowledged the time you took to contact me.

I will continue to talk very candidly about depression.  It is something I am not ashamed of or am willing to hide.  I am extremely passionate about doing my own tiny bit for bringing the subject out into the open.  It's far too important and affects far too many people for it not to be addressed.

You are so very precious.

Never let anyone or anything make you think otherwise.


7 August 2016

I Believe ...

Sew Sweet Violet Podcast

They were for meeeeee!

I cannot recommend this magazine highly enough.  It's beautiful.  http://www.breathemagazine.co.uk

Kate Selene's gorgeous hand-dyed yarns now available in my real-life yarn shop.

'Pink Milk Palette' kits available online very soon.

... in always having fresh flowers
... in the joy of colour
... in supporting small independent businesses
... that some friends are not just meant-to-be, they're heaven-sent
... in stash-enhancing
... in sunshine
... in making time for tea (and wine, always wine)
... in finding time to just breathe, and
... that love always wins.


Post completely copied from inspired by Jen at The Cottage Nest.

18 July 2016

Back Soon ...

The shop has gone very quiet.  I think most people are off on their holibobs.  It seems a good time to close for a while and perhaps creep away for my own little break.  I shall reopen on Friday 5th August 2016.

I wish you days full of sunshine and smiles my dear friends and send you Hawaiian Tropic-scented cuddles.


13 July 2016

Up And Up

I woke up this morning with a lightness in my heart that I haven't felt for months.  It's now 7pm and it's still there.

I actually have more control over all this than I realised, don't I?

I'm smiling because I'm ready.  I'm ready to make it happen.



Yarn : Manos Del Uruguay Silk Blend dk in 'Forget Me Not' (a dream of a yarn to work with; each stitch looks like a teeny tiny pearl).  I stock it in my shop ... just saying. ;-)

Pattern : My purl-phobic version of The Sunlight Shawl For Sad People by Softsweater Knits

Tea : Tetley.

Immense Feeling Of Gratitude : You.

26 June 2016


Because, let's face it, if I was anything other than honest, I wouldn't be me, would I?

I love the pretty things in life just as much as you.  I am naturally a self-confident, glass-half-full kind of girl.  I see beauty in the little things.  I am inspired by creativity.  I love fiercely and life is a joy.

This isn't very easy to write, believe me.  Particularly because my blog is such a public arena.  Perhaps I'm doing this for myself.  Perhaps I'm hoping that if it helps just one of you, even the tiniest bit, then it's worth it.  I don't know.

You may have noticed that I've been AWOL for a while.  Depression got me.  Good and proper.  My defences were down and it crept in.  It sunk its claws deeper and deeper and wouldn't let go.

Without realising it, I went from struggling to self-destruction.

If you've not suffered from depression, it's quite hard to explain.  It's almost as if your own mind switches allegiance, sharpens its weapons, and starts attacking you from the inside.  And it happens very quickly.  Before long, you feel that there is no light, no optimism, no hope, no way out; just all-consuming helplessness and despair.  You are frightened and so very, very alone.  Someone can write a long list of all the good things in your life and you can read it and agree with it but you simply can't feel it.  You can see, in crystal clear definition, the effect you are having on those closest to you but, rather than inspiring you to fight, it makes you begin to believe that they would be better off without you.

However ... and this is SO important ... they wouldn't.  There is ALWAYS another way out.  I know because I've been here before.

The very first step is acknowledging the place you're in and seeking external help.  It's the toughest step but the biggest.  Medication is my help.  Luckily (and I use that word loosely!) for me, I've been on a low-level antidepressant since my last depression seven years ago, so an increased dosage has started working sooner than it normally would.  The medication doesn't solve any problems but it gives you a bloody good first foothold on to the climb to getting back into control.

The next few steps are tentative.  You've lost your confidence and are still fragile.  Slowly you start to feel your way back into the world again.

That, my friends, is where I am now.  Cautiously making my return.  I'm sure it won't take long but for now I'm treading carefully.  I know from experience that when I am back, I'll be stronger than before. "What doesn't kill us, makes us stronger" isn't just a cliche, it's true.  Experiencing the bad makes you appreciate just how precious the good is and your desire and drive for it only increases.

So, my dear friends, please bear with me a tiny bit longer?  I am so grateful for the kind and caring messages I've received.  Please know that, whilst I may not have responded, I genuinely appreciate every single one.


8 May 2016


Hello my lovely friends.  I do hope this long overdue post finds you happy and well?

Well, I only bloody did it!  I only opened my very own little yarn shop!  It's been exactly one week now and, truth be known, it still feels a bit surreal.  I can't really remember the details of the first few days; they were a bit of a whirl.

I will warn you, I'm struggling to articulate myself at the moment.  I suppose my mind has been so frantically busy for three solid months, it's taking a little time for it to slow down enough to allow me to enjoy calm, structured thoughts.  I've had a lot to deal with in my personal life recently on top of starting my own business, not to mention moving house, so please forgive me if this post is a little sketchy.

Anyway, the sun streams in through the front window for most of the day which is a complete joy but it makes taking photographs of the entire shop quite difficult - it's quite a long space and the pictures make the back area look deceptively dark - but I am really keen to give you a flavour of what it looks like.  I think my next post will concentrate a little more on the actual yarns and products I've chosen to sell.

From the offset, I knew I wanted to create a space that was light, pretty and colourful.  It had to be a space that made me happy.  That way, I knew it would have a jolly good chance of making anyone who stepped over the threshold happy too.  You will notice quite a few personal touches if you look closely.  I have my favourite Sascalia and Katie Daisy prints framed and up on the walls and, dotted around, there are a few of my precious bits and bobs.  I've been lucky enough to receive some wonderful good luck cards and they sit along the top of one of the display units so that I can see them.

I've had to be quite clever with storage.  I have a little kitchen and a loo but no stock room.  Strategically-placed boxes and cupboards conceal my surplus!

I have a large table at the rear of the shop which extends to twice the size where I hope to hold classes and get-togethers.  For now, it's a lovely area where I can sit and work and friends and customers can take a perch and have a natter.

There's still quite a lot of tweaking to be done.  For example, since these photographs, I've changed the positioning of quite a few things.  The display on the table near the door is now quite different and I'm expecting the arrival of even more stock on Tuesday.

You've all been so incredibly kind and supportive and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.  I will return next week when I am hopefully far less poleaxed!  It struck me only yesterday that one of the most blessed opportunities that my little yarn shop will offer now it's up and running is routine.  That and the chance to sit, take a breath and let it all sink in.  Perhaps then there will be room for a little pride to creep in?


25 March 2016

Best Laid Plans

I fell over on Wednesday.  Splat!  Just like that.  It was my own silly fault; I was running with Bertie on the lead.  He zigzagged in front of me and down I went.  My right knee has swollen up like a purple tennis ball and my left hand is covered in scrapes and cuts.  It's a bit of a shock when you fall over as a grown-up.  It's not supposed to happen.  Luckily, (though not for him), my seventeen year old son was with me.  He picked me up, gave me a big hug and helped me hobble home while I blubbered like a child.

It came at the end of a very difficult week so it was quite nice to be able to have a self-indulgent sob while my lovely boy fussed over me.

My little shop has taken a bit of a back seat this week.  Several things out of my control have frustratingly stalled proceedings - the wood on the outside of the shop is rotten in places and is having to be removed and filled before it is painted, I'm still waiting for the sign, an electrical issue needs to be addressed, etc.  I'm a little disappointed because I really hoped to be open by Easter but I remind myself that it's not even been two months since I received the keys and so much has been achieved already.  You've all been so kind and your vicarious excitement and support have boosted my confidence no end.  Thank you.

To make things ever so slightly more complicated, we will be moving house in the next couple of weeks.  I know, right?!  I don't do things by halves my friends!  We had planned for it to happen in the summer but the right property has become available and circumstances have dictated that it should be sooner rather than later.

I have been reluctant to set an actual opening date for my shop before now lest I should end up having to change it and let people down but I have now decided to cite Friday 29th April 2016.  If perchance I am ready before then, I will quietly and without pomp and ceremony, open my door to the public.

Forgive me for sounding a little flat, will you?  It's not my usual way at all but I wanted to pop by and say "hello".  I'm battered and bruised and a little overwhelmed at the moment but will re-emerge like a butterfly of positivity very soon, mark my words.

Have a truly wonderful Easter break my lovely friends.

Back soon.