Orange Love

Do you have a favourite colour?

I have always struggled with this question. As a child I liked Pink and then for a long time did not have a favourite. This may seem surprising as a lot of people presume my favourite is Pink. And while I do love Pink and I have a lot of Pink stuff there is a colour which has been catching my eye more and more recently.


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Only old ladies knit!

Why do I knit? I was once told I look like I should be dancing in a night club and not knitting. Was this because I have pink hair and am not an old lady? So why do I knit?

Knitting on Table Mountain

Knitting on Table Mountain

K – Knowledge: because I can. My mother taught me how to knit as a young child. I grew up surrounded by crafts and saw their value as I watched them being created. It all starts with being taught. Sadly so many have a bad start at school and are put off for life. Find the right person to teach you. Once you have the basics, the options are limitless you can just keep adding new skills. The list of things you can make is endless. Learning and challenging our mind is said to keep Alzheimer’s and Dementia at bay – bonus.

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Growing the pink out?


I am thinking of growing my pink hair out. This is not the first time I have thought this, but I usually chicken out and just redye it. I love my pink hair. It has become part of my identity, but I do wonder if my strawberry blonde hair is still there.

Rachel has hair like mine used to be. I was convinced mine when more brown as I got old but now looking back at photos I am not sure.
This is me when the kids were small

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Rachel’s Hair Donation

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Sometimes my children do things that make me think that I can’t be doing such a bad job at parenting after all.

Rachel has the most beautiful colour hair. People stop her on the street and in the shop to comment on her hair. Mostly telling her not to ever cut it. She loves her hair, and like any little girl loves it long and pretty. So it was quite a surprise to me when she said she wanted to cut it. She does not want to cut it because she does not want long hair anymore but rather she wants to donate it to a child/person with cancer for a wig.

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Dear Thandile Sunduza you are beautiful


I don’t know you and I am just a little person. Well, not in stature, as I am nearly 6 feet tall, but in terms of influence. I don’t like politics and I have to admit that before this fiasco, I did not even know who you were. While I ignore most of the political stuff that goes on, one thing I cannot ignore, is a woman being treated badly.

I think you are beautiful. The photos of you laughing are so full of joy. You obviously take pride in being a little less ordinary, and not to just blend in. As someone with pink hair, who many, I am sure, think is ridiculous, I applaud this attitude. I don’t really care what your dress looked like, or if it was a fashion boo-boo. What I care about is the way people tore you apart. The things people said and the ‘funny’ cartoon comparisons were nothing more than ugly bullying.

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Can it ever be ME and YOU and not US and THEM?

Will I ever me more than part of ‘them’? Those people that was responsible for the suffering of millions, in this land?

And by part I mean my skin colour and not my beliefs. I was a child at the time and you can read more what I have written about apartheid here I benefited from Apartheid – did you? and I hate that I fear

With the death of Mandela and thinking about all he stood for, and watching A Long Walk to Freedom last night. I am again reminded of what a great man he was. It was also an eye opener to see what it did to Winnie Mandela and that her anger was her survival method and it made me understand more. It is one thing to read stuff and to know theoretically what happened, but to see it, even in a movie which can never be perfectly the same, is another. It brings more of the emotions home.

Not everyone thinks like Mandela, people I still very angry and I don’t blame them. I would be too. While I am a English white South African and so also not the old governments favourite kind of white, I am still white and had benefits way more than most in this country. Actually I think as a child I was blissfull unaware of most of what was going on. Many other children were not so lucky.

My question is now, 20 years later is there hope that we can ever see each other as more than US and THEM. Will I ever not be hated by some people in this land because of my fate of birth? I am not sure I could forgive if it was my people so I ask in honesty. What do you see when you look at me? Can this wrong ever be righted? It is so much easier to use our stereotypes and group people collectively and hate them as such than to see individuals.

Please be honest, I will never insult anyone by saying I want to understand, because I never never will. But I want to know.


Shoes and the curse of the Gargantuan Woman

I am 5″11 or 1,79m for the metric amongst us. This is not short for a woman. In fact I am taller than the average for women in every country around the world and a good deal of the male averages too. In fact there are only a couple of European countries where the male average is taller than me. Wiki is such a useful place. All the height info is here

While there are definite advantages to being tall one of them is not the ability to wear high heel shoes. Although I did wear these on my party, it is just not something I do on a regular basis.


I know high heels make your bum and legs look great and all those things , but I land up feeling like Brienne from Game of Thrones, although admittedly she is 6,3″ ( with heels I am not far off) I just feel a little ridiculous. So I have been confined to flat shoes most of my life. I am not complaining much as I like flat comfortable shoes. Being a nurse I needed comfortable shoes and the same is true being a mom of 3.

But there are some pretty shoes out there! At the moment I am lusting after these, they are by a company called Fluevog and cost $299! (a mere R2996 without postage and import costs)


I want to wear them with hand knitted socks like these Ardwinna socks on Ravelry


I am now on a mission to combine cute knitted socks and shoe. My mom brought me some Groundcover Mary Jane’s in fuschia for my birthday and Carle knitted me some great socks


But what to wear with them? Jeans are okay and my default item, but a cute skirt would look so much better. Like this example Clare from Yarn and Pointy Sticks Blog had of Hedera socks by Reecie


I need a Haramaki – Belly Warmer

It is now winter in South Africa although I am thinking our Northern friends might actually laugh at what we call winter. It will get a tad colder but for now the air is chillier and I need slippers and a cardigan.

Being a tall girl I have the problem of my clothes not always approximating in the middle well. This makes for a cold belly and back.

The Japanese have the solution a Haramaki. Originally worn by Samurai warriors, sewn by their women for luck and to protect their Chi around their middle.

We loose a lot of heat through our middle and so a modern take on a Haramaki is a good option. As we can see from the picture below, they really do work.


Rachel has been wearing a scarf around her middle for the last 2 days and is sold on the idea. I think I might knit myself one. Maybe even design one.

Or if you sew you can follow the tutorial on Planet June

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Pinky and The Geek wedding theme

This is a run down of the day and all the little things we did to make the day about us. We were pretty non traditional in many regards using and doing only things we liked from a normal wedding plan and adding things we thought were cool and geeky

We decided to do a first look at the beach so that Yme could see me before everyone else. He is shy so I know that in front of a lot of people he would be guarded with his reaction.
If click on this link it will play an animation of the series of photo of him saying “oh wow” that Andre put on flickr

I really loved this relaxed time together we had at the beach



We then had a short 20 min photo session on the farm.
Stitched Panorama

Stitched Panorama

Stitched Panorama


We wanted all the photos done before and we wanted no line ups of pictures. I hate having to wait for the bride and groom to have pictures after a wedding. I once waited 3 hours, and I really did not want our guest to have to wait around for us. And The Geek is not very fond of pictures anyway. We wanted to greet and be with our family and friends straight away.

After the photos and before the service there was a lemonade stand that The Geek made and we had recycled glass jars that I had collected the months before. We used etching cream to etch all sorts of Geeky symbols into the glasses. We had all sorts of symbols like Pi, The Android man, Batman, Star Trek, Hashtag, Twitter bird etc We etched more than 70 glasses over many evenings. But it was important to include this Geeky element
to make this about us.

While everyone was arriving and getting drinks and taking their seats, The Geek and I played cards in Carle’s office. It is one of my favourite memories of the day.



The service took place under the trees and their was an eclectic mix of chairs, haybales, and benches.



The Geek and I walked out together to the instrumental version of Pinky and the Brain with Rachel as a flower girl and Ghilraen my bridesmaid. I decided that my dad had done his bit in walking all 3 of his girls down the isle before and this time he could just sit and relax. Please note the pompoms in the trees that many of my Ravelry friends helped me make.

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The service and what we said I have already blogged about here but of course during the service there was even knitting


And the odd burping competition between Caleb and Meelah!

After the service and while we were signing the register the guests got paper planes handed to them and they could either stand at their seats or they could move onto the field below so that they could throw the paper planes. This was our more geeky version of throwing confetti. Ghilraen folded most of these planes and I was so chuffed that Andre got some action shots of her throwing one. The kids have light sabres as a sword salute as we walked out to Star Wars music. The safety glasses were a put on before we walked out as a joke, but people really do aim for your head!
















After we had greeted all our guests we had a big group photo
Stitched Panorama

I was not going to do any of the traditional flower or garter throwing – I did not even have a garter. But Carle mentioned that one of the ladies that worked for her Tumeka really wanted to catch the bouquet, so we called her down to come and stand in front of me and I threw the flowers just to her. She was delighted.






Jo and her husband had an awesome coffee table, while The Geeks brother Jacques and his friends helped to hand out home made beer that Karl had brewed.






Many many people helped to make all the food and there was a lot of comments about how nice the food was. We had it during the day so that it was a good time for the children. We wanted to have our kids involved and so a day time rather than evening wedding made sense. We are not big dancers and so a kid friendly wedding suit us better. We have kids, a lot of our friends have kids and we wanted them to be involved. I think children are left out of important ceremonies in life too often now a days.











For a wedding register we had a tree printed and everyone put their finger print on it and signed their names. I had coloured ink pads and baby wipes all set up on a table




Instead of traditional speeches I asked my dad if he wanted to say something but that it could be anything he liked it did not have to be a traditional wedding speech. He decided to do a talk to the kids about snails. And used some drawing he and the kids had done during a visit to their house. It was about the journey snails go on and how marriage is like going on a journey. It was lovely and my dad is so animated, he really captured their imagination












I did the Thank You speech as The Geek really hates speaking in public



We then had cake which I already blogged about here

All in all it was a magical day.

A special mention is needed of the beautiful tiara that The Geek got me. We love the series The Big Bang Theory and after Amy and the tiara I just knew I had to have one for the wedding. The Geek chose and ordered it all from Etsy himself.

Then Carle made the most beautiful necklace to match with beads we found on one of our Saturday journeys to buy wedding stuff.

They are both things that I will treasure forever, made and chosen by people very close to me