creativity and late night learning
We started the day with doll clothes making. We have an almost done "kimono" style night shirt to show for it which just needs lace sewing round the edges and eitehr poppers or velcro attaching and it’s done. There was very little hand holding on this one and I’m looking forward to posting a pic of the results as I think it will look pretty damned good for her first flying solo project (at a good few years younger than I was the first time I was let loose on a machine!) She also cut out, very neatly, a care bear pre-printed thing that you sew round the edge of to make something loosely resembling a teddy. It was free of freecycle, I suspect it cost someone an awful lot more money than it can possibly be worth. There are a lot of curves on it but she has managed one with a bit of hand holding before so she can have a go with less hand holding from me tomorrow all being well.
Then we ambled off to get the final book case I want for the bedroom. So that’s 3 trips to Ikea to get a total of 1 desk, 2 bookcases and a CD tower. I could ahve had the lot delivered next week for £35, I suspect that, on balance, it would have been good value, not least since I now have a sore back from mauling the damned thing into the car today. My car’s loadbed is not long enough, not by a long way, so there was much mauling to do to get it at the right angle over the back of one seat so it was secure, I could close the back door and no one got brained by it. We may have managed to pick up a few other odds and ends too. Hmmm, yup, delivery would have been much cheaper.
This afternoon there was random TV for her whilst cutting out paper people for a Brownie badge (World Traveller or World Culture, they all seem to blend together at the moment….) whilst I tried again to make some sense of revision.
This evening she has Moshi Monster-ed whilst I had a "chat tutorial" on the very useful OU student forum thing the result being that she ended up doing lots of puzzling and brain work whilst I got a handle on one poem. One. Well, I suppose it’s a start. And it is ‘To Autumn‘ which I do really love. So that’s okay then.
