Project planning - Part 3

Today I set about preparing my fabrics for the new gazebo seating cushions.  I've had the main fabric for a while.... a lovely mandala print in rich jewel colours.  I'd decided to make the cushion backs from plain cotton fabric, picking out two colours from the main fabric.  

So far, so straightforward.

I'm a homemade cushion veteran of many years, but I've always opted for simple openings.... envelope, buttons, snap poppers or velcro.  For some reason I've never tackled zipped cushion covers.  They just seemed like a bit of faff and unwarranted extra expense.  

Similarly I've never made piped cushions before either, for much the same reason.  However in order to do the lovely fabric justice, I decided to have a go at making 4 piped, zipped cushion covers.

How hard could it be?

HAH!

Extensive Googling for "easy to sew zipped, piped cushion covers" revealed a plethora of video tutorials, all vying to be the easiest method EVER.  Naturally I didn't fall for their blatantly ludicrous claims and after some considerable time, selected one that I could actually understand.

I did briefly consider making my own piping, but sanity prevailed, so I cheated and bought some ready made, in two different colours to match the plain cotton backs.

Having cut out the front and back pieces, I then set about stitching the piping onto the fronts, facing in toward the centre as instructed.

Easy peasy!  Couldn't understand why on earth I'd never done this before.

Next, the zip.  I watched and re-watched my chosen video and each time I was sure that I knew what to do, but somehow, between my laptop in the office and my sewing machine in the workroom, a mere 10 steps away,  I got fuddled and ended up having several abortive attempts.  No matter how I pinned or basted I just couldn't get it right.   I think the piping was confusing me.

Eventually, after more hours than I care to admit, I finally managed to correctly pin one zip onto one cushion cover, ready to sew.  

Then the next conundrum.  How to set and use my sewing machine zipper foot.  It was the piping/zip debacle all over again.  No matter what side I attached to the machine, it was always wrong.  By then, my temper was most definitely frayed to a hairsbreadth, but I was doggedly determined to finish just one damn cushion cover or perish in the attempt.

After several false starts, including having to unpick stitches in the wrong place after having stitched on the wrong side of the sodding piping I finally had the zip inserted. 

Stitching the remaining seams on the CORRECT side of the *&@%ing piping was eventually achieved and it was finally time to turn the cover right side out and admire the results of several hours labour.

Except.

Buggrit.

I couldn't undo the closed zip which was, of course, inside the cover, so I couldn't get to the zip pull.  

By this point, I was ready to throw the whole lot out the window and run amok through the house wailing like a banshee. 

No amount of trying to wiggle the zip from outside was successful and I couldn't bear to undo any more stitches so in the end, through gritted teeth, I managed to grip the zip pull through the fabric and millimetre by millimetre move it slowly along until finally I could get my finger inside to grab it.

Of course all of the above had left my pristine fabric looking as though it had been dragged through a hedge backwards so I had to steam iron the cover to within an inch of its life to get all the creases and unpicked stitch holes out.

So.  

One. Whole. Day.

A WHOLE day to make ONE cushion cover.  

 

Project planning - Part 2

A few weeks ago we had a spell of lovely warm, springlike weather, which enabled me to make a start on jet-washing the patio in preparation for my patio project.  

Jet washing is one of those jobs which is fun for the first 30 minutes but rapidly becomes a chore.  It's wet, dirty, messy work. 

The main patio area is paved with flagstones, which over the winter rarely get direct sunlight, and as a result they become black with mould/algae and dirt.  The area is bigger than it looks and I had to spread the cleaning over 5 days, tackling it in 30 minute stints.  It doesn't help that the water run-off goes into a gully round the edge, which should soak away, but takes hours and hours to do so.  As a result, once the gully is full I have to stop anyway.

The only edifying thing is that you can definitely see where you've been...

I did however have some welcome company in the shape of the little robin who frequents our garden and is becoming incredibly tame due to being fed delicious tidbits every day.  Here he is having his picnic mere feet away from me on the wrapped-up gazebo.

Inevitably though, the weather turned and winter has returned with a vengeance.  We had rain, hail and snow all in one day last week, so the remaining areas of paving and the steps have been put on hold.

I do however have lots of things to make for the intended makeover so I've been preparing fabrics for the cushions and drapes.  I'm undecided about whether to make any bunting from the leftover cushion fabrics.... my outdoor bunting last year ended up shredded by wind and rain and I don't want to subject my lovely new fabrics to the elements.  However, as the new gazebo will be covered, I suppose I could make a string of bunting for the most protected area at the back.

Today I'm clearing off the table in my workroom in order to set up my sewing machine and get started, so work should start later today.

I'm also making the decor, including a small water feature and a rather special lampshade.

The theme last year was Mediterranean.... think lemons and olives for a gin-inspired setting.  This year I'm going for a more exotic Moroccan/Bohemian vibe, with layers of jewel coloured throws and cushions.

Here are a few images from my inspiration mood board.....

The gazebo is just 2.4 metres square so there's not a lot of space to play with, but I have loads of ideas for how to achieve a really lush, exotic, opulent look.

Let's just hope I can successfully pull it off......

April already......

So, here we are in April.... quarter of the way through the year already.  How on earth did that happen?  This is normally my very favourite time of the year, with the coming of the lighter evenings, spring flowers blooming their heads off, and the promise of even longer, warmer days to come.

This spring though, is shaping up to be more challenging and difficult, as we are currently awaiting a call from King's College Hospital in London, with news of the date of PP's surgery.  It could come any day, and every time the phone rings we exchange looks of mixed trepidation and terror.

Six months into PP's cancer diagnosis and everything has changed.  During the first three months, when she had biopsy after biopsy, trying to identify the type of tumour, we were repeatedly assured that it was inoperable, due to its involvement with various major blood vessels.   We grudgingly accepted the view of the surgeons at the regional specialist HPB hospital but once a definitive diagnosis was confirmed, we requested that her subsequent treatment be carried out by a neuroendocrine tumour centre of excellence, so she was transferred to King's. 

Neuroendocrine tumours are rare, and don't respond to the usual cancer treatments of chemo and/or radiotherapy.  As with other cancers, surgery to remove the bugger is the 'gold standard', but as surgery was off the table, we resigned ourselves to her starting a monthly treatment, with a view to damping down tumour growth and hopefully preventing its spread. 

However, the new specialist team at King's requested another scan, so that their surgeons could review the location of the tumour, and following a multi-disciplinary meeting in January, we were told that their surgeon, who leads the liver transplant team and is therefore experienced in tricky vascular work, was prepared to offer surgery.  

Our relief was tempered with caution, especially when we went to meet with the surgeon, to learn more about the operation. 

The pancreas is a weird, tadpole-shaped organ, situated in a relatively inaccessible spot slap bang in major blood vessel central.  It has many functions.... producing enzymes to aid the digestion of food, secreting a variety of hormones and crucially, producing insulin to control blood sugars.  It is possible to live without a pancreas, but subsequently, life is...... complicated.

PP's surgery is major, life-changing stuff.  The surgeon will remove the head and neck of the pancreas, where the tumour resides.  He will also take the gall bladder, bile duct, bottom part of the stomach and the duodenum as well as various affected lymph nodes in the vicinity.  The recent scan also showed that the tail of the pancreas is atrophied, so probably not working well.  During surgery, if it looks too far gone he may have to remove the whole pancreas, in which case PP will also lose her spleen, which has major implications.  All of the remaining bits and pieces are then completely re-plumbed.

It's quite literally the definition of being gutted.

Even if he manages to salvage some of the pancreas, it may not work properly, so either way the likelihood is that she'll be diabetic.  Type 3C apparently, which no-one has ever heard of, but which is similar to Type 1 in that she'll be insulin dependent.  However not having any pancreas at all means that all the other things that it does, won't happen..... stuff like producing alpha and beta cells, and glucagon, the lack of which will make her diabetes difficult to control.

It's all very worrying and scary. 

She will be in hospital for around two weeks but thanks to the continuing uptick in Covid cases, (just wear the damn masks people..... sheesh!) during that time she will be allowed just one designated visitor for just one hour per day.  The journey time, door to door is 5 hours, so visiting days will also be challenging.

On days when I'm not able to visit we will take advantage of assorted tech solutions to video chat, talk and message.  I'm also hopeful that I'll be able to virtually 'sit in' on ward rounds/doctor visits etc.

I have a long and growing list of 'stuff to do' while she's in hospital..... cleaning the house to within an inch of its life, researching nutritious, easily digestible meals  organising the support she'll need when she gets home and generally making sure that things will run smoothly in the immediate post-surgery recovery phase.  

I'm also hoping that if the weather co-operates, my volunteer garden rescue team will be able to erect the new gazebo which is currently being stored on the patio, wrapped up against the recent snow/hail/rain storms and I'll then be able to create a cosy, covered seating area where she can relax and recuperate outdoors over the summer.

So, the next few months will most certainly be challenging, but we're ready to get on with it now, if only that phone would ring...