Moths

I have been making small toys to start selling them. It is going to be hard because I love each one of them. The pattern is from Lilleliis. She has some nice patterns. It is fairly easy to make this pattern and not much sewing. I love this pattern so I made a few of them But I always keep the first ones I make. They are cute even without wings as you can see. I normally put a rattle in each toy but I left these without.

Nemo

One of my daughters suggested I should make Nemo. So I searched for a Nemo that I liked. I bought the pattern and I tried it out. I like the end result. It is not really that hard but all the joining and hide the yarn so it doesn't come undone took awhile. I would make the fins differently if I do it again. I will make it slightly larger. The colours are stunning orange and white go so well together. I did black stripes because I didn't have darker orange on the fins I like them better. I found the pattern on amigurumi patterns or pinterest search for Nemo. For you out there who wants to give it a go it is not hard and with basic crochet you can do this. You need to also know how to read patterns. Here is mine.

Hairpin lace blanket

I found this new craft and I am always very tempting to try it out. I made a baby blanket I actually thought I would finish it quicker then I did.  You need a hairpin lace loom and a crochet hook to do this. I bought three hairpin lace loom the first one broke and the second one was the same as the first but made of metal but the third one is the best, it is made of metal and longer so it gives you plenty of room to count the stitches. That was the boring bit counting the stitches both sides and loose count and then you have to start again. You can be creative of making the rows wider or narrower as you please. I put a border too but  I found it harder to do the two sides. There are many videos to show you how it is done. So good luck if you give it a try.

My childhood

 I come from Malta, actually from Gozo another smaller island which is under Malta. We speak the same language, slightly slang, written the same. We have the same traditions. One of the traditions is that in each village we celebrate our patron saints. I am not sure if in each village there are more then one patron saint but in mine there were actually three. Saint Peter and St Paul and  St Coronato which we celebrated in November. St Peter and Paul we celebrated it in June 29th. We will have nine days where the festivities starts but the biggest is on the actual day. During these days there will be band which goes around some main streets. People from different towns would come in our town and we would go to theirs. It is good for young girls and boys to meet and drink and have fun. It is a big deal for the people living there or that they have been abroad and went there for a holiday. When I was young about eight years, I didn't want to go to this feast and I asked my mother if I could stay home. I used  to hate it walking with the band and stay late as the band would take till about 11:30 or midnight to finish. It wasn't fun for me. So my younger sister and two smaller brothers stayed with me. I was the oldest then on that day while everyone left to have fun. My mother told me if I was scared to yell out for my neighbour. She was outside as it is another tradition where there would stay infront of their house watching people passing by. We had a big house and we had a section where we had animals. We had three doors that you could use to go in our house from outside. We had three doors to get in our house from the backyard, plus a garage door. So we get back to the story after a short while when everyone left we heard someone trying to open the backyard doors. We were scared stiff we couldn't move from our beds. We thought they will come and get us. My sister and I were talking together what we will do if they came upstairs where we were. I told her we will tie the sheets together and climb outside the balcony. I suppose we saw that on the television. Anyway I couldn't wait till someone came home but it took forever. The boys slept and my sister did too. I stayed awake waiting and very scared. After some hours, my father finally came when he opened the door I called him crying and he came up to see what is the matter. I told him there was someone trying to open the doors from the backyard and he said that was him, he thought we were all asleep so he left us be. He got me a drink I guess he was sorry about it. One very special thing about my father is that we all feel we were his favourite, and we are eleven siblings. How did he do that I still don't know.