So, what I failed to mention in my last post about silversmithing against the clock is that one of the other reasons I was rather up against it was that I found out that the class for next term was fully booked. And I wasn’t on it.

Damn.

And if you want to know the truth, I found that out pretty much at the same time I found out I was losing my job and by that point learning that there’d be no class for me in the New Year was way more gutting than learning that there’d be no job. It was certainly also the more unexpected of the two.

In the meantime I have this silver hare, planned before the term started, cut in the first session, faffed around with off and on in almost every class after that after the weight of his lovely ears made him topple a bit (‘hey Kate, how’s drunk bunny going?’)

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Not much normally. Normally I have to have a chat with the girls, break at least 3 saw blades, mutter a few obscenities under my breath and cue cue cue to get some soldering done. There’s nothing like the last class of term to get you focused though so here’s what I did in two hours.

After the hammered necklace I made previously my mum commented on it looking nice, so that was her Christmas pressie planned! I’d been wanting to try out using a roller for ages and this texture was done with some lace. I’m really pleased with it and (phew) she is too. A bit of polishing and the shine on it is lovely and the patten shows really well.

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So, here’s the deal, as a soon to be unemployed fundraiser I have a soft spot for a good cause. I also have a big ol’ soft spot for my squishy son which is why the following facts rather disconcern me:

” A child runs away from home or care every five minutes in the UK. In a recent survey, one in 11 teenagers aged 14 to 16 admitted to having run away overnight at some stage in their life. This can happen to anyone, with as many children running away from affluent homes as from low-income households.” (From MumsnetView Post

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Mince Pies.

I have always bought them. My friend Rachel makes them.

“Too much effort!” I say. “Oh no,” says Rachel, “I just buy some pastry and the mincemeat and make them like that.”

She is right, of course. They are lovely. My house smells fantastic and I feel remarkably full of seasonal cheer. (Especially for someone who hasn’t done anything to prepare for tomorrow yet!)

Have a lovely Christmas everyone x

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Last year for Christmas I handmade a felt bird ornament. I was really pleased with it, it took me about an hour though. Even the husband liked it. “That’s great, can you do enough to cover the tree?”

Umm… no.

So this year I planned on being a bit more organised and doing a bit more, but strangely when December came round I had not magically metamorphosised into another, more well planned person. I was still me which means that everything will be slightly last minute, slightly panicked and normally with a couple of choice words thrown in when I realise I don’t have everything I needed. (Ginger for gingerbread? Oh…) I have however, despite all this managed to make a few things this year and as I was so very pleased with myself I feel morally obliged to share them.

These lovelies are courtesy of this recipe over on mumsnet. They are lovely, right? And even better is that I can eat them all, which is rather handy when your friends pop over and you realise that you are out of cake. (Yes, that’s also disorganised me earlier this week) A word to the wise though. Gingerbread needs ginger, do double check.  View Post

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