Narrative Self

Blocking

Stephie — Sun, 29 Jan 2012 14:30:15 +0000

I’m trying to block out how badly the marathon training’s� gone this last week (more on that in the next post) by focussing on some other more positive things. Like this jumper for instance. It’s well on it’s way to being finished now, so hopefully Linda will get to wear her Lund before the winter’s out. I had my doubts, the way things were going. As you might remember I’ve never designed a jumper . . . → Continue reading: Blocking

What’s in your wallet?

Stephie — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 01:06:32 +0000

I’ve spent the last couple of posts griping so I thought I’d lighten the mood a bit and show you another gift I made for a lovely friend this Christmas (hope she won’t mind me showing you). I got a bit carried away with the wallet idea and loved making them, so Janie got one too! I thought it could be used for travel or keeping notebooks for her copious knitting projects, but she . . . → Continue reading: What’s in your wallet?

Training. Lack of. 2

Stephie — Sat, 21 Jan 2012 17:11:45 +0000

Breath in, long slow exhale. And again. It’ll be alright on the night I tell myself optimistically. I’m dozing in bed, lying on my tummy, on a beautiful Sunday morning. It’s later than I’d planned, but so cosy and warm that I don’t want the hibernation to end.

22 miles along the north coast were scheduled. What’s that, about 4 hours or so, 5 if I was really, really slow? The last few miles . . . → Continue reading: Training. Lack of. 2

Training. Lack of. 1.

Stephie — Tue, 17 Jan 2012 10:28:21 +0000

On top of Cornwall

Someone at my running club recently said that headbands look stupid. I take her point. Still, it was blowing a gale and at least my ears were warm.

These photos were taken on New Year’s Day on Brown Willy, Cornwall’s highest point out on Bodmin Moor. Contrary to what you might think, it most likely gets its name from the Cornish ‘Bron Wennyly’ meaning Swallows’ Hill, which is a . . . → Continue reading: Training. Lack of. 1.

For Josie

Stephie — Mon, 09 Jan 2012 15:22:06 +0000

Thinking about you. x

I made this!

Stephie — Tue, 03 Jan 2012 10:00:39 +0000

I said I’d show you some of the things I made for gifts this year, so I thought I’d randomly start with this one: a wallet in a gorgeous Liberty Tana Lawn fabric. It was for Kim’s daddy, we even put some stamps in so that he doesn’t forget to send us a postcard when he’s off on his holidays

Plain and simple outside

All set for travel . . . → Continue reading: I made this!

Happy birthday!

Stephie — Mon, 02 Jan 2012 09:27:56 +0000

My sister is 35 today.

A birthday rose for Victoria

There’s nothing like your little sister reaching a sort of milestone to make you feel really ancient is there?! Even so, I still hope she has a great day

lots of love

Stephie x

A bit of New Year’s reading

Stephie — Mon, 02 Jan 2012 01:31:01 +0000

I was lucky enough to receive four books this Christmas and I’m excited by them all! They’re a� very eclectic mix, to say the least, but hopefully you’ll find at least one of them a good read too

I’ve decided to try and read more of the books I have stacking up this coming year (they’re mostly novels in the stack) and share them with you. Call it a resolution if you like. . . . → Continue reading: A bit of New Year’s reading

Training. Another week goes by…

Stephie — Sat, 31 Dec 2011 22:40:27 +0000

A certain season to be jolly has rather interrupted my training plan. You live and learn: next year (?!!!) I’ll remember to take it into account. The longest run I managed over the last three weeks was 7 miles. Pretty disastrous really, right in the middle of the plan. But, then again I could have been injured and out for a month or more.

It’s not the end of the world though is it? . . . → Continue reading: Training. Another week goes by…

Tired

Stephie — Fri, 23 Dec 2011 10:39:51 +0000

It’s almost the middle of the night again, but my brain just won’t switch off. I’m completely exhausted with trying to do too much with too little in not enough time. I hate myself for it and wonder when I’ll actually take a step back to look after myself a bit. I can’t remember the last time I had a decent meal: today I polished off 1 Christmas pudding (cold, nothing with it – . . . → Continue reading: Tired