Final post for 2025 (I think. I mean, unless anything amazingly wonderful happens that I can't keep to myself any longer ...)

The days are marching by at record speed, and I've finally - possibly - bought all the presents I need to buy and written all the Christmas cards I need to send.

I decided not to put up a full-sized tree this year as I'm convinced Badger the cat would simply view it as a climbing frame, and I'd find it toppled on a daily basis. Instead, there's a small green tree, and a simple white twiggy one that has lots of vintage baubles dangling from it.

To be honest, I prefer the twiggy one, so the green tree might be permanently retired from now on. I've not gone crazy with the decorations, but there are various strings of fairy lights that look so pretty when they're lit.

I have - between internet shopping and baking mince pies - made a little fishy pin cushion, decorated with seed stitches, French knots, chain stitch and stem stitch. I'm on the look-out for grey tweedy material to make another fish as I think that'd look better than plain grey cotton.

I've also gone colour-crazy with this embroidery. Applique, shisha mirrors, couched down sheep's wool, sari silk patches, it's certainly not minimalist.

The intensely purple piece is a dyed silk carrier rod, which I'd never heard of before I watched an Ariane Zurcher video where she used them on her textile work. In between ordering Christmas presents for other people, I had a moment's weakness and ordered two packs of carrier rods and a bundle of gorgeous threads from Stef Francis.

My dwindling bank account won't thank me for these purchases, but I love 'em all the same.

I'll finish up with a couple of book bargains from the charity shop, and a library book I'm immersed in. 'Old Baggage' by Lissa Evans.

It's a superb read, funny and moving and provides a dose of women's history at the same time. It's set in 1928, and Mattie Simpkin is a former militant suffragette. 'Jailed five times, she marched, sang, smashed windows and heckled Winston Churchill. But nothing since then has had the same depth, the same excitement. Now in middle age, Mattie is looking for a new purpose.' Mattie's a wonderful character, and I've been trying to imagine which actress would portray her if the book was ever made into a film. I'm still mulling that one over. I can only think of actresses from the past. Margaret Rutherford maybe?

Anyway, that's probably my last blog entry for 2025, so unless plans change I'll wish you a merry Christmas, and glad tidings of comfort and joy. Have fun. x

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