Hello, folks! I have had a very busy and yet kinds not-busy week. Flurries of activity with still time to chill. The best thing of course is that following a huge four-month embroidery project, I have very much enjoyed Not Sewing. I like sewing, and making pictures with thread, and the daintiness and the colours and making stuff for people, but I also appreciate the lull after its all done, where you discover all your free time.
Herself is away on holiday, so I’m planning to make the most of the empty flat and get some preliminary work done on Rivka’s Christmas present. Yup. That’s the big project for the next six months. I can’t really talk too much about it in case she keeps updated with this thing, but I for one am super-excited by this. It’s a bit different from things I’ve done before, but I hope I can pull it off. I’d better, or she’ll have no Christmas present!
Also need to get working on a birthday present for my friend. He also dips in to the blog so I can’t say much about that either. I know. Useless!! But I really want to tell him what it is!! I am resisting for now, but I have to keep quiet on this until July and it’s really hard!
What can I talk about then? Well, it wouldn’t be me if I didn’t mention books. I went to town yesterday, popped in for lunch to my favourite cafe, Velocity, and then went for some big sheets of paper to get my templates drawn out. And I bought two books. Oops. I bought Longbourn by Jo Baker, and The Girl Who Saved the King of Sweden by Jonas Jonasson. I have read The 100-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared and very much enjoyed it, so I’m hoping for another good one. I couldn’t stop myself from diving into Longbourn though. Anyone who knows me a little bit will know I love Pride and Prejudice. This book by Jo Baker is a story set within the parameters of P&P but it’s all set from the points of view of the servants. So you get major event signposts from the original story, but the focus is on how it affects the Downstairs world. Yes, there is a lot of complaining about scrubbing stains out of petticoats, but the people Below Stairs have their own lives to be getting on with. It also shows how privileged the Bennets were, and in some cases how unthinking. For there to be ribbons and darning and all their comforts ready exactly when they’re needed takes a lot of work. Last-minute plans create fresh hell for already overworked serving staff. I’m two-thirds through and intrigued.
For now the sun is out, though if the weather is similar to yesterday it’ll no doubt lash it down again within half an hour. Not enough time to walk to Meryton without getting soaked. Curse! How will I meet an eligible officer if the weather remains so unobliging?