Sunday Sevens is the brainchild of Natalie over at Threads and Bobbins. It is a way for you to get to know a bit more about us and what else we do besides sewing. If you are interested in finding out more pop over to Natalie’s blog and find out how to take part.
Happy Easter to you all, I hope that you are having a great day and managing to find some time to relax and do something that you enjoy.
As food seems to be one of my favourite topics of conversation it seems only right that my first two photos are food related.
I was chatting to a friend last week and I happened to mention that I have a huge passion for bara brith . Bara brith translated means ‘speckled bread’. It is a very traditional recipe made all over Wales but I have it on good authority that the Bara brith made in North Wales is far superior to that in the South (eek, time for me to run and hide?)
Anyway, long story short, my friend turned up at the door with this home made Bara Brith as a gift – how kind was that? Needless to say it didn’t last more than two days in our house as we all love a slice (or two).
Now this photograph is not technically from this week, I actually took it two years ago. But you know how Facebook loves to pop up a post in your news feed telling you what you did this time last year or a couple of years ago? Well on Monday this week, this photograph popped into my news feed and I was filled with nostalgia. A few years ago I began learning to decorate cakes and as with all my hobbies, I became a bit obsessed. I decided at the time to use my skills to raise money for Macmillan nurses. So what I would do is make and decorate a cake and pay for the ingredients and decorations myself. Then I would charge the customer a reasonable price for the cake and every penny I received went directly to Macmillan. In 9 months I raised and donated £1,422. Unfortunately after that I burned out and lost my cake mojo. Sometimes I feel sad that I didn’t keep up my hobby but then again, if I had, I probably wouldn’t be sewing again, so there is always a positive side to everything.
I don’t know if any of you are interested but here is my old Facebook page which has photos of the very many cakes I made and decorated for charity: My Cakes
This is Molly, my gorgeous, but very strange dog – that is a story for another day!
The sun came out earlier in the week so myself and my hubby decided to take Molly for a walk down on Llandanwg beach, just a couple of minutes drive from home. It was so warm I was able to leave my coat in the car, that was a first for this year.
This is a beach of two halves. As you come onto it, if you turn left you have gorgeous golden sands and if you turn right you have rocks and boulders! In the winter we often have the beach to ourselves. Even on a lovely day such as this there are never that many people about, although Molly manages to always spot the lone dog that is probably over a mile away.
Everywhere you go in North Wales you will come across traditional dry stone walls in the fields. I always marvel at the skilled workmanship that has gone into building and maintaining them. I spotted this wall on a walk with Molly round Y Maes just before you go onto the beach (translated from Welsh, Y Maes simply means ‘the field’)
On Friday I went with my friend, Marian, to Porthmadog.
Porthmadog is just across the bay from my house and although I can see it clearly it is a 25 minute drive as we have to go around the estuary. It used to be a really busy town, originally built to transport the locally produced slate out of the port to the cities of England. Hence the name, Porth (Welsh for Port) and Madog was the name of the local family who owned the land, town and port.
Today it is a typical North Wales town full of small, local shops – although sadly, many are now closing down. During the winter months it is so quiet here but as soon as Spring comes along and the visitors return it has that lovely tourist seaside town feeling.
While we were in Porthmadog we decided to stop and have lunch. I’ve walked past this cafe more times than I can count but I’ve never really noticed it before. Marian (in the photo) suggested going in to try it. Boy how did I miss this place? We had the most delicious home made lunch, mine was cheese on toast – and when I say toast imagine a massive slice of home baked bread and then double it in size, the toast barely fit on the plate.
In my younger days I used to knit all the time but that was over 30 years ago. A busy life and a young family meant I didn’t have time for everything and sadly, my hobbies went by the wayside. However during the last few months I’ve had the urge to start knitting again and have been thinking about buying some wool and needles. So while I was in Porthmadog I popped into the wool shop. The owner was lovely and couldn’t have been more helpful, she even taught me how to cast on again (I had forgotten just about everything). I decided to tackle a simple project to get me going again and if all works well I should soon be the owner of a smart new turquoise scarf.