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More Festive Hosiery From Rocking Dog

Santa's Tankards, Rocking Dog

Santa’s Tankards

In between doing a brilliant Kim and Aggie job on Andyman’s mum’s flat (just who does need eight can openers?!) I have been trying to soldier on with a little bit of heart slowing sewing. Worryingly, I have to have my blood pressure taken this morning, better fit some sewing in before I hit the surgery!

Late night sewing is getting to be a speciality of mine, and I finally forced myself to bed at 2am on Saturday night. The results of my labours are festive hosiery made from some ?50’s fabric featuring lovely jolly tankards. Complemented by vintage gingham, floral braid and brushed metal buttons they somehow look quite Tyrolean! In past incarnations the fabric had been kitsch curtains before I bought it to make French style aprons for a vintage garden party.

Now, these stockings are looking for long term caring homes. A stocking is for life and not just one Christmas! My own beloved tartan stocking was made by my Mum and has been with me for as long as I can remember. It’s a long time since it was filled, but I still hang it up every year just in case! There was always a clementine in its toe and of course we continued the tradition with our own brood who always groaned because none of them liked this lovely Christmassy fruit. The other contents in my stocking would typically be puzzles, bouncy balls, felt pens, chocolate coins, fart cushions, trick cigarettes (how un-PC now!) etc… Does anyone out there remember the shells which you put in a glass of water and would magically let out tendrils of brightly coloured tissue paper?

Alas this year is the year we finally put an end to stockings for Sorrel, Alex and Olivia. As Lord Alan Sugar would say “it’s with deep regret…..but..” Of course at 29,28 and 22 you really can’t get away with a pack of Happy Families, tendrilly shells and trick cigarettes! I won’t miss the wrapping but I will the excitement of all of us (sometimes six fill size humans plus Real Live Rocking Dog!) snuggling into bed “to do the stockings”. Maybe we’ll just have to conjure up another tradition to replace the stockings. Perhaps we’ll drink Champagne and eat Pannetone all snuggled up on Christmas morning.

The vintage glittery folk as ever are hopeful that just maybe this is the year I will relax and let them adorn parcels. Sorry folks I still love you far too much to part with you!

I think my festive hosiery making is now at an end for 2015. Swimming in treacle (aka cleaning and caring), wedding flowers for a truly gorgeous bride & groom and polishing up a fabulous brass bed ( I will have to show you before and after photo’s in a future blog) beckon this week. Whatever your week brings I hope you’ll feel happy and fulfilled, and not too windswept!

PS. Just had to play my most favourite Christmas record ever over the weekend. It must have been talking on the phone to my brother across the pond that made me do it! Love this. Miss you bruv’!

2 am Tyrolean Inspiration, Rocking Dog

2 am Tyrolean Inspiration

Tankard Swilling Glittery Fellow, Rocking Dog

Tankard Swilling Glittery Fellow

My Childhood Stocking, Rocking Dog

My Childhood Stocking