My maths has never been good which is why it's probably only just hit me that the 1960's was 50 years ago! (or maybe I'd developed a mental block about it)
Back then my mother was the cutter for a big millinery business in Sydney, one of their lines were flower power beach hats.
Mum brought home the offcuts destined for the bin, I think because, like me, she was a bower bird and these were just too bright, too colourful to be thrown away.
They sat in her sewing room before migrating to mine. I've used bits over the years but because of the odd sizes, never really did much with them.
The older I get, the more concerned I am that I have more material than I could use in several lifetimes, and as my friends are all in the same boat, we all worry about the eventual fate of our stashes.
Which brings me to my method of getting over the mental blocks that I'm sure we are all plagued with at times - what can I make next.
I tidy my sewing room, I sweep the floor, I put away, I look at the stacks of material and am blank.
When all fails, I make log cabin quilts.
I know, boring....
but there is something relaxing in cutting up 2 inch strips and mindlessly sewing them together, I don't fuss about matching corners, I put a CD on and just sew.
My mind goes off for a little wander on it's own....and when it come back, it brings new ideas with it.
It's certainly not slow cloth, it's frantic and I love it.
....and I just saw a little face peeking out of the fabric, can you spot it?