I hope you are not getting a bit sick of all this because I'm sorry but now it's the Village Show entries, and the hive has been very industrious this year.
The Tinker has entered that lovely railway viaduct in Class 74 Embroidered Article (we'll see if the WI judge lets it through...it looks more like embroidery than tapestry to us) and his William Morris wallhanging in Class 74 Tapestry Article. It was done some years ago, hangs in our sitting room but as yet un-entered in any competition.
I've gone for a whopping, most-ever entries this year, five classes in handicrafts and have had the loveliest time making...
A Hare With Amber Eyes of my own.. (Class 77 Any Handmade Article)
The stained glass piece now called 'April 27th' as that is the day we have agreed that the sun sets right in the 'V' of the bit of the Tamar Valley that we can look towards and down into Cornwall (Class 75 A Sewn Article)
Now the wet felting. Well the experimental pieces have ended up mounted on a machine quilted linen backing as something of a first attempt and I fancy I might just call this 'Edward Thomas' and think of that red flower as a poppy, because it was certainly the book in my mind as I made it. (Class 79 An Item of Felt)
As if I could pass up Class 76 A Knitted Article, and finally these socks are finished, using the ball of hand-dyed wool someone sent me, and the wool Offspringette (currently in Atlanta, Georgia after a very long Greyhound bus journey from Iowa) brought me back from her trip to Shetland. I have to admit these are a little unusual so who can know what the very strict WI judge will make of them. And the time lapse was so long between one sock and the next I had completely forgotten how I'd done that pattern around the top..
And lastly, and my goodness I have only just squeaked this one to completion, Class 72 Any Item of Patchwork.
Even though is is just 30" square there was much more hand quilting left to do than I had first thought,but I love hand quilting and I hate to skimp on it so I'm hoping I have done a proper job.
All was going well until I had a bit of an insurgency over the border. It did have a 3" wide calico border which I marked up with a chain design and had quilted half way round in brown before I woke up one morning and realised it ruined the whole thing. Out of proportion for the size and delicacy of the piece. I unpicked and thought easy, just trim the white and stitch it round to the back as binding.
Rubbish. Half stitched and it looked terrible, so I unpicked again and holding my breath, because this thing is getting smaller by the day, I took a rotary cutter to it, trimmed all layers back and machined on a much narrower coral pink binding. To my complete relief I woke up the next morning as happy as larry with it and strode onto to the finish line.
I'll tell you what it is called tomorrow. for reasons that will become clear.
So that's us entered, let battle for the Blatchford Cup commence, it's the taking part that counts