How To Make Bunting The Easy Steps

Bunting


When I think of bunting I think back to the Silver Jubilee of 1977 and later on the Diamond Jubille , bunting is indicative of street parties.

Who doesn't love to see pretty bunting flapping in the breeze on a summers day with a gentle breeze blowing through.

And oh how I loved bunting at the last Jubilee , bunting is fun , bunting is lazy summers days.

How To Make Paper Bunting

You can use any paper you like from old wrapping paper, to comics ( just make sure they aren't rare comics old seer music etc.


You will need paper scissors and glue and ribbon.

You can choose a theme floral or perhaps vintage

Cut triangles out of paper using a template for uniformity .


As the bunting is made of paper it won't withstand the ultimate rain we are likely to have , so perfect for indoors.




Fabric bunting

Fabric bunting is as easy as paper bunting to make.
Mother Scuffer loves her bunting in fact she you are there search her blog as she has at least six bunting posts, she loves a good bit of burning does that Mother Scuffer !

Take a look at this 'How to make fabric bunting ' from Rachel Tripp

Children's Art Work

Are you over run by your child's art !? Have you run out of room on your fridge and your kitchen cupboards !? Then why not turn their artwork into bunting , you could even laminate it !

Super suggestion for families who are overrun with their children's artwork! RT @needaphone: @CBArtmag why not turn it into bunting ?!
— CBArtmag (@CBArtmag) May 1, 2014

Themed Bunting




You 've heard of yarn bombing ? why can't we bunting bomb everywhere ?!

Will you join the bunting revolution !?

Emotional Glue

I love nothing better on occasions than when I have time to myself but to go for a cup of tea and and jacket potato, the crying shame is that you are not obliged to buy cake, and you must dictate "I want that slice , please" in a cake endured hypnotic stare.

That is a refinement and a timeless edge to a cup of tea in a proper cup and saucer and the pieces of china don't even have to match. The little things in life  become the biggest of all and are our emotional glue.

Next it is on to the local art centre where there is a exhibition on football is there something going on at the moment but I suspect it might have to do with the absence of my husband, who sounds instructions at the television as if manager of the team will hear him. Either than or he knows more about the beautiful game than Seb Blatter.

After which it is trawl around the charity shops which brings a bounty of some tops and vintage Ladybird books, much schoolgirl sniggering is to be had at some of the pages. And the femisits might  be thinking that 'Mummy' does an awful lot but fear not daddy is back for bedtime.

Further wandering reveals shops and prettiness, ideas and linking together ; emotional glue.

Family home : emotional glue.

I 'm off To Britmums What is My blogging Super Power ?

Off to Britmums

So I was thinking what my blogging super power is ...

Is it photography ?

Is it the cat ?

Is it my recipes ?

Is is my humour ?

What do you think  ?



I am a happy sort.

I can get sad.

I am very much of the moment for the moment type of person.

Life is an adventure .

SO what is my power or am I yet to find it ?

E For Envelop

Ooooh blue skies my heart does sing.

Where blue meets the land enveloping me in a spin of tranquility.

For I love to envelop myself in peace.

Down the lane I forsake all worries and woes.

In the country I can see the bugs , the birds and bees.

In the countryside I can envelop and just be me.

Circles Of Life , The Slice Of Life

Yesterday, at school one of the children said to me " But I don't want to lose my tooth" . "Why?" I asked quite earnestly . "I don't want to grow old " said the child quite ridden with angst. "We have to grow up sadly , I did". " Oh I don't want to be like you " said the child most confidently . "I want to be a doctor " There you have self assured , assertive behaviour and that is what we love about children isn't it.


I am thinking right now my life is easier with a herd of cats the expectation of remembering is not exhaustive it is get up open the kitchen door and nose dive onto the floor as the little angels trip me up. Don't expect to be able to get a cup of tea first oh no , for if you do one for certain will be shimming up your leg as if it is conquering the Matterhorn , just be grateful you didn't have your legs. It is Rollie that will try and shimmy up your leg, like a pensioner going for the knockdown bargains at ASDA not relenting for one minute till they get that reduced potted beef for 10p. The other cat is like a teenager coming and going as he chooses, he demands to be let out of the front door comes in through the cat flap and then circles round again. And for his show stopping piece he will want to come through the patio doors and then run away as soon as you open it.


At the push of a button you can can thing you want in your home , all hail Amazon Prime bless est is the delivery of Victoria Sponge cake tins by 1pm . And yet as a family collective with the brain power of a small planet we forgot to go to my sons football event , ironically I was checking my village on twitter and some photos came up of a football event. "Shouldn't we be someone where " I said to Mr T " Oh sheds" said Mr T. Cue much calamity ,waving of arms sobbing , guilt tripping accusations and then "ooh well" The digital age for if it is not in my little God box then it is not happening . I think should I write stuff down more like the good old family calendar but I would probably just forget where I put that as well. I have a nagging feeling I should be doing something right down "oh bugger the bread in the oven"

Phew it isn't burnt and I am purely wafting this tea towel because I am hot.

Anyway back to you lot.


Soon I am going to brave the world of Gumtree , I have heard whisperings of this and the declaration of the brilliance, so I am going to give it a whirl. Usually I just plonk it on Ebay and then be done with it  , the odd wrangle with a customer gosh the British do love a moan or constructive debate as we now must call it. I am a hoarder and it is driving me nuts , I am forever finding an excuse to keep that Irish Patrick's day hat or that Pirate hat. I don't really like dressing up but at a push I may dress as a minion , folk hate fancy dress parties . Just wondering will my son hate me if I dish out all the pictures of him dressed up over the years for when he is 16 later this year. You can lay the blame at some of the left of toys , we really didn't think out  that talking Yoda didn't we, annoying little sod.


A tune comes onto Radio 2 and it reminded me of my Nan and she didn't suffer rolls gladly , my Nan was cool as you can read here  a must read particularly if you need to choose your Na's mafia name and trust me who doesn't ?! What my the tune I hear you ask no some airy fairy lavender soaked tune. It was "I fought the law and the law won"


Sandwiches I dispatched my husband the other day to fetch sandwiches a simple task of bread meets filling, no complicity , no drama no fuss. Except he came back with pizza themed sandwiches "They were reduced " I mean if a badger with a tire print running through it was reduced I wouldn't expect him to haul it may triumphantly for the family roast just because it was reduced . Some combinations of sandwich filling you just don't do and pizza filling is one of them, he knows I suffer from a fear of sliced cheese in sandwiches ( this is an actual phobia ) it is called Turophobia- fear of cheese


Brie afraid..


Oh how do I like my cheese grated but it has to be the small grated side , I am afraid of the big grated side.