Occasionally, very occasionally, I actually do something else apart from gardening. Today, I’m making some ‘real’ red and blue bunting for my, usually clad in red and blue, boy.
Everybody wants ‘real’ bunting these days (ie made out of fabric instead of plastic). The shops are full of it. It feels very forties, wholesome and makes you want to drink ‘lashings of ginger beer’ with everything (or is that just me). It’s so easy to make and can make a room look instantly vintage, or perk up your party. I’m all for it.
The cowboy material was given to me by my sister-in-law, Kerri and the other material cost around £3. Apart from this all you need is a metre of iron-on interfacing and some bias-binding in a contrasting colour and you have your very own bunting for a fraction of the cost.
Of course Jackson is waaay too young to appreciate the time, effort and enjoyment I get from making him stuff. Infact, in this photo he’s more interested in catching our cat, Candy (God help her) as she makes a run for the door. But once I start making him Halloween costumes, Christmas stockings, birthday hats – he’ll start to appreciate me more. Won’t he?