Grey Sea

There was talk of an old rowing boat having washed up on a local beach: apparently all the kids were having a whale of a time smashing her up, and people were taking remnants home. By the time I got down there several days later, there was no sign of the vessel, save for a few small pieces...
But you know, I looked at that bit shaped a bit like a 'A' and I turned it around in my hands a little.... and then it came to me! It would make a perfect beach hut roof! And the other tiny bit, painted the same colours could be the door! So today I set to work - and this is what I came up with...

A little wooden hut, with it's own mooring!


I couldn't put any other number on it, could I?!

The strip of metal on the boat is actually an old emery board that I picked up someplace..


And the fish? A rusty tin heart that has been gathering dust in my craft box for years...snipped in half down the middle and attached using rusty tacks which make handy eyes!!

Available in my Folksy shop.
Have a great weekend folks!

Beach hut love

Meanwhile my slight obsession with the humble beach hut continues...mmm, you can almost smell the calor gas!

And here it is, our very own 61A. It might not look much, but it's been the base of so many happy memories, particularly from my childhood, many of which involved my dear granny (sadly no longer with us). I remember we used to get changed beneath this orange and brown towel, that was sewn into a tube with elastic around the neck - did anyone else have one of those? Perhaps there's a market for retro novelties such as this! I may make some before Cath Kidston beats me to it!