Thursday, 7 June 2012
Tuesday, 5 June 2012
Stationery makes me happy. Sad but true.
As a kid, I used to go out right at the beginning of the summer holidays to get my back to school stuff, because I was just too excited about the possibility of a new pencil-case to wait. And I'm pretty certain that a large part for the reason I'm enjoying studying again is that it gives me an excuse to get down to some hot n' heavy action with my highlighters and an array of different coloured biros.
But the accoutrements of a pencil case are light weight stuff when compared to the illicit highs to be found on the folders and dividers wall of the Tottenham Court Road Paperchase. Oh baby.
I will never forget the sweet bliss of discovering Woolworths extra wide dividers - wide enough to still stand out between plastic walleted documents, not so wide as to overflow the encasement of the folder. When Woolworths announced their eminent closure I stocked up on all the extra wides I could find, and, though I have used them sparingly since, but have never found a replacement source and 3 years later my supply is running low.
So, upon discovering this awesome wrapping paper, I decided to make my own extra-wides.... and while I was at it knocked up some matching note paper too
Happy times for divider heads...
Monday, 4 June 2012
I'm no royalist. In fact, I think the continued existence of a Royal Family in the UK is vaguely embarrassing - it belies the notion that this country is a meritocracy*.
Now, I'm not going to bang on about how much it costs to keep the Royals, compared to how much tourism they bring in because frankly, I can't be arsed doing the research to dig through all the crap that's stated on that subject (a quick google provides me with an overall profit of 160 million p/annum, or an overall cost of 40 million p/annum, and a few number in between and that's just the first page of search results; these things are never cut and dry).
But I don't think that a group of people who got to where they are simply by being born there are great figureheads for the country.
People talk about how proud the Royals make us to be British. I don't get that, I'm afraid - in fact I don't really get patriotism at all - I'm not proud to be British in the same way I'm not proud to be human, or tall, or a natural blonde - things I'm proud of are things I have worked to achieve, not things I'm gifted by genetics or geography. So the whole flag waving thing is completely over my head.
But, despite really not understanding why we have a Royal family, even maybe being a bit of a Republican at heart, I am more than happy to sew bits of bunting because sewing is fun. So I wasn't watching the Jubilee celebrations (why would I watch that when I have the first season of Misfits on DVD?) but my needlework was be gracing some bit of Royal bunting. I'm not proud to be British, it's not my bunting design so I'm not proud of that (nor would I be if I'd drawn it - it's awful) but I am proud that I finally mastered the art of Colonial Knots. So Hurrah for that.
*Admittedly, so do a lot of other things. But the Royals are a particularly visible example.