Jo’s birdie mobiles.

I do believe these are my best birdie mobiles yet.

A girl and a boy set for Jo.

Soon to be available back in my etsy shop. But for now, email me if I can make you a special order.

*Please note that I will be offline for most of the month of September.

E man, we love you.

This is a picture I’ve had sitting on the desktop for a while and been meaning to blog it. Our funny old cat Elliot who decided that the handbasin was a good place for a nap.

I had the fright of my life when I went to wash my hands and there was a furry thing sleeping there! Poor old E was hit by a car last night and died straight away. It seems even more important to remember him like this now and not in the fug of panic and shock and grief as I tried to get him to the vet.

Homemade Lampshade.

What with closing the store and my role as chief events organiser for the week of Four there hasn’t been much crafting going on lately. And I am aware that there are three babies I have promised to make quilts for that haven’t been begun! Uh-oh.

This lampshade is the exception. Made for Oscar’s room with the very last scraps of the glorious “Skipping Boy” fabric. As it was a tapered shade, I did the best I could to keep the little boys straight by pleating the shade (small pin tucks at the bottom and wider ones at the top). Raw edges cunningly hidden under that wonderful all purpose bias binging in sky blue gingham.

Four.

Last week was the week of Four. Four years old and there are no more babies in my house.

On Wednesday we had kinder duty. Chocolate cupcakes with yellow flowers and the Happy Birthday hat.

Thursday was the day and we had a chocolate swirly frosted love heart cake with glace cherries and a vat of spaghetti sauce. Because they are his favourites. Four articulates demands. Loudly and frequently.

Saturday was party day.

I was pretty heavy handed with the icing and sprinkles.

And I was totally insane as far as the cake was concerned.

You’ll forgive me though, as this is the last four birthday in our family. A fantastic afternoon was had by 30 small children riding wheeled things maniacally around the Traffic School. With mini Four on his brand new bike.

He has already started planning his Five birthday.

Party invitations and last parcels.

Just a quick note to say that all last orders will be sent out by the end of the week. There was a fantastic response to the sale, and there’s just a small backlog that’s taking longer than usual to catch up on (what with travelling spouses, gastro children and virus ridden little ol’ me trying to get everyone back into the swing of a new term at school). Apologies for the delay, you can always email me if you have any particular questions

A big stack of invitations. I can feel a party coming on!

Someone’s about to turn 4! I do believe there’s an “I can’t believe my baby’s 4″ blog post beginning to brew. This is a pretty momentous occasion, we’re going to celebrate with bunting and cupcakes and sausages in bread and lots of bike riding. The little guy’s been counting down the days. I hope it doesn’t rain. It is winter after all.

Thanks for shopping.

Thank you to everyone who shopped at the square over the past two years- I had a ball.

I sold some beautiful things made by talented people and met some fantastic customers in the process. Not a bounced cheque or a grumpy email- and some wonderful feedback that warmed the cockles of my heart. This is a fantastic community to be a part of.

The store is now closed, but I’ll continue to hang out here and share both some new and exciting things that Belsize Square has in the pipeline- and of course all the other bits of my life that go along with it! Hope you’ll keep in touch.

love Katrina x.

Nigella’s number biscuits.

Today we had a playdate at a little friend’s house. There was one 6yo, three 5yo, a 4yo and a 3yo. 5 boys and one girl. It was loud, rough and a bit boisterous. It was a perfect morning to take along a batch of Nigella Lawson’s iced biscuits. I used the number cookie cutters from her range- I think the numbers are fun.

mine.

As you can see from the photos, mine aren’t as tidy as hers, but what I lack in neat I made up for with embellishment. The sprinkles were just the thing to draw your eyes away from the messy edges!

Nigella’s.

They won the taste test. An empty plate dotted with a few sprinkles were all that was left, although after all that sugar I did have to peel my boys off the ceiling to take them home.

How to make a Wizard Cape.

This is a very basic tutorial- almost embarrassingly easy. But if you have (as I did) two small boys who had to get to a Harry Potter party first thing Saturday morning and you hadn’t thought about it before school pick up on Friday night, then this is about as complicated as you want to get!

Step 1:

Rush the kids up to Spotlight on a Friday afternoon with two grumpy, tired and hungry children (check).

Step 2:

I have a 3yo and a 6yo- so for me, 3metres of fabric was fine. I just purchased plain black cotton poplin at about $4/per metre. Now is a good time to purchase some ribbon to tie at the neck- I used grey grosgrain ribbon I had at home.

Step 3:

Cut fabric into 1.5 metre lengths. Along each of the short sides of the rectangle, make a hem by folding and pressing twice at 1cm intervals and then stitching closed.

Step 4:

Take your iron and press a 1cm wide fold down one of the long sides of the rectangle (see Fig1 below).

Step 5: Measure in 10cm from the same edge and press another fold into the fabric, making a hem (see Fig2 below). This will be the collar of the cape.

Step 6: Sew closed (along dotted line in Fig2.) so that you are encasing the selvedge edge inside the hem, all nice and neat!

Step 7: Sew a parallel line approx the width of your ribbon above your first. This creates the casing for your ribbon.

Step 8: Pin a safety pin to the end of the ribbon and guide it through the casing. Rouch up the fabric to make the collar ruffle and stand up. Drape jauntily around your small child and tie loosely at the neck in a big bow.

* I didn’t bother to hem the cape at the bottom as I figured these were one hit wonders and the selvedge edge is enough to stop fraying.

Accessorise with pointy wizard hats (simple enough to make, but I was really pressed for time- so I got hubby to pick them up in town) and wands and you’re ready for the party!

Did you remember to get the present?

Happy Belated 4th of July.

The intention was there- to do this post yesterday as a July 4th salute, but, dear customers, your parcels came first. I hope you are excited to have your delectable sale goodies winging their way to your door!

Incidentally, there’s not much left in the shop at all now- so scoot on over the grab the last of the goodies! Last week!

All items are from my favourite U.S. store, Anthropologie. Seriously fantastic vintage-y boho-ey delights all in one place.

Gorgeous kid’s products. I love the antique colours of the mini “Nigella-esque” apron. But my personal favourite is the “Manners can be fun!” Someone please tell my almost-four-year-old who thinks it’s more fun to belch like Barney from the Simpsons!

Aprons I’d be happy to wear out of the house (the blue one with the rosette perhaps even out to dinner!)

I remember summer.

As we are now in the thick of the shortest days and the coldest and wettest, I am now reminiscing over warmer memories of longer days. Of a weekend spent on the mornington peninsula and a late lunch at Somers General Store. Delicious food in delightful country store surrounds with breathtaking views out the windows to the sea.

Warm weather and lazy afternoons, please come back soon!

The square where I lived.

I think it’s a widely known fact amongst people who know us that Belsize Square the store is named after Belsize Square the place. As I come to the end of the store, I find myself thinking about the street where we lived.

This is the street I would walk past on a winter’s evening when we lived around the corner. There was one fantastic winter’s evening I walked past the church in the freezy cold and thick mist . It was so still and quiet and suddenly a fox shot out of the church grounds, ran across my path and up a side street. It was one of those  magical moments you think “I’ll remember this forever”.

This is the street I was so happy to move into 6months pregnant and nest.

This is the street we bought our first baby home to. Where we raced outside when he was one year old to photograph him in the snow.

We are fortunate enough to be heading back to London later this year for a whistle stop tour of our favourite haunts with our two sons. My eldest at 6 1/2 is keen to see where he was born. I am a bit more hesitant to go back- afraid that I will feel like an outsider and the place which was at once home and adventure will not remember me. Scared of an rush of emotion that I might not enjoy. Aware that the passage of time will be more tangible and I will feel old. Another sad “so long” and an “I’m not sure when we’ll be back”.

A bit sad to say goodbye to the shop, too.

Bits ‘n’ bobs.

Here’s a little of what life’s been serving us up lately.

Recently in need of a little nostalgia I dug out my grandmother’s enamel pie dish and baked a Jamie Oliver Apple pie, which has seriously the best pastry ever. It’s short, buttery and has this wonderful aroma of lemon (from the inclusion of lemon zest- encompassing without being overpowering). A delightful pie, a little sad that the Greek men in my life have no appreciation of my anglo roots. Translation: I ate most of this myself!

Every girl should have some animal print in their closet. When I wear them, I feel a little Mad Men. Martini anyone?

From the book that started it all- for me that is. Crazy bus toy from the “Make fun stuff! by Aranzi Aronzo” craft book I received from my lovely mother in law for Christmas 3 years ago. Now I know she really does listen to me when I rabbit on (off she trotted to the super cool “genki” store in Flinders Lane and chose this out for me all by herself.) Isn’t she awesome?

This is the book that reawakened the textile junkie in me- repressed from years of new motherhood. This is the book which spawned the bus, the blog and the fabric shop.

Super delicious, you really must try this yummy chorizo soup from Jamie Oliver’s “Dinners” cookbook. It’s been such great soup weather lately- read “super freezy”! Now I hesitated before adding this photo, as it’s not the most appetising looking dish- and then I remembered that I had added a photo of Sheperd’s pie not so long ago. Another dish which tastes a whole lot yummier that it photographs. N’est-ce pas?

I love these photos. Now, a vineyard, some cyclists, a week old calf. Guess where. Rural France? Rural anywhere, right?

No, Collingwood Children’s farm. Only about 3km from the city. It’s quite surreal to feel as though you are somewhere quite rural, to turn around and see the city skyline at “reach out and touch” distance. We were lucky enough to see this beautiful doe eyed calf, born in the same week we visited. There’s a lovely outdoor cafe and we had a lovely al fresco breakfast in the chilly, watery winter sunshine. Resplendent in scarves and beanies.