About

Many moons ago, sometime in the year 2000, I unwittingly succumbed to a love of hand stitching wee little bears. A few years later I began the adventure that is selling them. My little business changed shape a time or two as other friends and relations were added to the happy menagerie. Meanwhile the bears got tinier and tinier.

Looking for a unique way to dress them, I stumbled across a curious craft known as bobbin lace. Beautiful and intricately delicate stuff; made as it was before machines were invented to do so. I took one look at the many bobbins and multitude of pins on the lace pillow, deciding then and there it wasn’t for me. Happily a lady kindly talked me into giving it a go and since 2014 I have also yielded to the addiction that is lace making.  

As for Myrtle, that’s a plant. A pretty bush growing in a big pot on the back patio. Planted for sentimental reasons. But if she were a lady - I imagine her being something of the old fashioned sort. A diligent worker with a zest for life and a twinkle in her eye. Ready at a moments notice to whip you up a slice of cake and a comforting cup of tea. Then, sewing in lap, you’d sit and while away the hours together with fascinating tales of the past.

And Eve, of course, is me.