Iris sat for hours with me patiently making this wreath to give to her Mum and Dad on 1st December. From past experience I knew that it would take a lot more ribbon than you’d expect, but that gal stayed with it ‘till the bitter end!
The frame came from the Hobbycraft January sale this year, I think it would have only have cost about £2, it was a bit different and cheap, which is why I bought it,
An awful lot of the ribbons came from the rolls left over from Tom and Laura’s wedding decorations ten years ago now. It’s lovely to think that after all those years their little girl would also go on to make something wonderful using them
I cut the ribbons into about 3 to 4 inch lengths and then it was a matter of just knotting for your life, while nattering about this and that and young Master Bertie played Minecraft.
I think it must have taken us, on and off, about three/four hours of knotting before finally deciding that if there were any more gaps, we’d simply spread out the ribbon a bit more and then fluff them up as much as we could.
It looked more than alright, the tied ribbons needed trimming a little to get them roughly all the same length, but I also thought that it needed perhaps a bow on the bottom and a star on the top to really finish it off, so if Iris left it with me, I would see what I could pick up in the charity shops, because, unbelievably, I had nothing suitable in my huge stash!
It took a while, but I eventually found an unopened pack of original 70’s (??) decorative bows in the local salvation Army shop for £1. Some might regard it as sacrilege that I opened the pack as they would have been worth quite a bit on eBay, but they were also perfect for the wreath, as the proportions were just right and that’s all that mattered.
The star took me a little longer to find, but out of the 50p bucket, it was a no brainer. I stuck it securely in position using a glue gun glue .
The last thing to do was to add a loop on the back to hang the wreath up from.
Et voila ………
…… two generations of memories in, hopefully, something that perhaps Iris, in years to come, will hang in her home with her own family, sharing the memories of making it with a new generation …….. long after Great Nanny Nell has gone! You never know ………
