Stitching ‘Titania’ was one of the longest projects I’ve
ever done. The end result is far more beautiful than my photograph shows.
Perhaps I should have taken pictures before it was packed off to the framers.
She is mainly cross-stitch, but what the camera fails to pick up, due to too
much reflection, is the delicate, gold threads, tiny sequins and seed beads on
her wings. They are noticeable on the picture it was worked from, but again, it
doesn’t do the completed embroidery justice.
She doesn’t live with me otherwise I’d do another photo shoot.
Titania, the queen of the fairies from Shakespeare’s A
Midsummer Night’s Dream, is placed majestically on a wall in the home of my
friend, who is also my sister-in-law in Troon, Ayrshire. Titania belongs there
in the company of lots of fairies. Some, like Tinker Bell, are easily
recognisable, others are pretty garden fairies, Christmas fairies and even
mischievous fairies. My sister-in-law loved her on sight and I knew, not that
there was any doubt, that my surprise gift was very welcome.
Needlework helps me to relax. When I was working on Titania,
about ten years ago now, I’d taken her with me on holiday to Wales. We were
staying in a static caravan on a very nice site in St Dogmaels. I was feeling
particularly ‘strung out’ at the time. Our son didn’t want to come and was old
enough to leave at home. I knew he’d be fine, but I worried anyway. Our
daughter didn’t want to come but had to because she was too young to leave at
home. It’s just life, I suppose and most days she was fine, as long as she
could take her lap-top over to the family bar and link up with her own world via
the holiday park wifi every evening. I was unwell with hayfever because of the
trees and that didn’t help. After a day out it was nice to get a smile from Tilly-Flop
when she was given the heads-up to go off with her lap-top. I was happy to sit
in the huge, caravan lounge, surrounded by daylight from three sides of windows
and stitch a bit more of Titania. My
sister-in-law, knowing how I felt, had asked if I had some cross-stitch to
relax with. Little did she know.
Years earlier, when the children were little, they received
letters from Peggy, the Tooth Fairy. She was always pleased to collect
beautiful, looked-after teeth from under their pillows. Her letters reflected
the importance of brushing teeth, keeping them clean and not eating too much
sugar. She always praised my children for doing it ‘exactly right’ and she was
happy to leave them a reward. I think it worked out at £1 per tooth. My
daughter had a wobbly tooth that came out at school. She was sent to wash it,
but lost it down the plug hole. Peggy was unfazed. She read the note that was
left under the pillow and went to see if she could retrieve it from the school
drains. Poor Peggy even had to hide in a doll’s house when the caretaker came
along. I think she must have found it because a shiny £1 coin was under the
pillow, with an account of Peggy’s adventure.
1 comments:
Tenacious the tooth-fairy! :-D
I once played Mustardseed (at the tender age of 11) in a school production of AMSND. The memory still haunts me...LOL!
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