The Crochet Beginner

Last weekend I learnt how to crochet. It's something I've wanted to learn for a long time and when my Mum asked me if I'd like to accompany her to a Granny (Afghan) square workshop I jumped at the chance! I had only learnt how to chain stitch the evening before, after never picking up a crochet hook before, so I was pretty pleased with myself when I left the session with one not too shabby Granny square (the dark purple one is that self same square). 

"A Granny square is a piece of square fabric produced in crochet by working in rounds from the centre outward. Granny squares are traditionally handmade. They resemble coarse lace. Although there is no theoretical limit to the maximum size of a granny square, crocheters usually create multiple small squares (called "motifs") and assemble the pieces to make clothing, purses, Afghan blankets and other household textiles."

The workshop was held at 'The Sweet Ginger Emporium', a shop back in my hometown of Ramsey on the Isle of Man. It's a wonderful new addition to Parliament Street and ideal for all material and haberdashery needs. It was my first visit & it certainly wont be my last!

As well as buying a lot of wool, I also got this cool little snail measuring tape (plus a very colourful jar of buttons). Very necessary purchases!

Before the workshop I bought my Mum & I beautiful crochet hook holders in preparation. The one above was from Stitch and Kitsch on Etsy.

I love learning new skills. I love creating. I love when you put a lot of time & energy in to something, and then get to visibly see what you've created.
My Mum with her first Granny squares.
Hopefully, a year from now, I'll have crocheted enough Granny squares to create a nice big Afghan blanket. I'm going to need about 100 more squares so it's going to be a busy year! Watch this space...

5 years.

Since saying I wanted to start blogging more often I've been pretty rubbish at my first attempt. Oops.
I've got a pretty good excuse though as these past three weeks have been pretty hectic! My boyfriend & I went to New York for two weeks, somewhere we have longed to go to forever, and then we spent a long Easter weekend back on the Isle of Man. Our first day back at work today was pretty tough!

Well anyway, last Thursday (March 28th), was mine and my boyfriend's 5 year anniversary.

5 years. 28/03/13
5 years. Five years. That to me seems like a crazy length of time, yet at the same time, it feels like nothing at all. Andrew is my best friend, my love, my whole world. I can't imagine life without him, and I can't imagine ever finding someone that I am so in tune with (finding a guy that has the same crude sense of humour as you is not easy!). We've lived together for the last 2 years, in our own little corner of London - where I keep him in clean clothes in return for his wonderful cooking (and washing up) - and we are both born & bred on the Isle of Man.

I met him when I started my Saturday job at WHSmiths during my Art Foundation year. He was back from University for the summer and was given the job of training me. We started to send each other the occasional Facebook message, which turned in to hours and hours spent talking online. Neither of us can really remember how the change from speaking as friends to speaking as if we were more than that happened. Then, when he came back the following Easter, we officially became an item!
Day 1. 28/03/08
We have shared so much together, and there is so much more still to come!

End of soppy post, I promise! :-)