Wednesday, 26 August 2015

A Crochet Harry Potter Gryffindor Scarf for Book Week

Harry potter crochet beginner crochet easy quick fast

Sonofagun No. 2's school celebrated Book Week the other day.

On Tuesday.

When did I find out about it?

On the Thursday before.

Then I was sick as a dog from Friday to Saturday night with tonsillitis.


But thank you Mr Antibiotics for inventing those. Because I quickly recovered.

It was at about 3am Sunday morning I sat bolt upright in bed and thought:

"Holy librarians! The frigging Book Week costume parade is in 2 days!"

When I woke up only 4 short hours later, I quizzed the little Grommit (remember Aussie kids are so affectionately named, and I am not referring to the very small plasticky things that are inserted into someone's ear when they have too much earwax) on what book character he'd like to go as.  

At 3am I had briefly entertained the idea of the super easy cop out of Where's Wally.

Sonofagun No. 2 (bless his nerdy little butt cheeks) chose a character close to both our hearts:
Harry Potter.

After realising I had nothing Potterish apart from the entire book collection, DVD collection, the Lego Playstation game and a few twigs in the pear tree outside to use as a wand I called the local costume shop.

They totally had a Harry Potter costume! In his size!!

We raced down. Great Whomping Willows! The 'costume' at a whopping $44.98, was a cloak.

Just a cloak!

Yes, I'm ashamed to say I coughed up the dough.

They also had an assortment of glasses. A local department store had white school type shirts and blackish (supposed to be grey) pants.

Then I found this photo on The Google:

Something to make this costume so much more very, very Hogwartsy.

And so began my quest to crochet a Harry Potter Gryffindor Scarf.

Now there are a stack of Gryffindor scarf knit and crochet patterns on the interwebs.

I didn't use any of them but made up my own.  I have the wool, the hook and a thinking brain.  So I just put those things together, said Accio scarf and it happened.

By Monday night I had finished the scarf ready for my 6 year old Harry Potter.

Presenting Sonofagun No.2 suited up!

And I'll share this little 'pattern' with you.

If you've ever read my patterns, you'll know I use lots of photos and long descriptions.


This is super easy beginner level crochet here folks!

It is so straight forward and easy, I'm giving you the super speedy version.
Also it's because I just made it and released it's awesomeness into the world without any progress photos. Sorry about that.


100gm of Burgundy yarn

20gm of yellow yarn.

4.0 mm hook
3.5 mm hook.

American crochet terms used.

In Burgundy, get your 4.0 mm hook and chain 26.

Switch down to the 3.5 mm hook 

Row 1: DC in 3rd chain from the hook and in each Ch across.  Ch 2, turn.

Row 2-8: DC in each dc of the previous row. 

At the end of the 8th row, change colours to the yellow. Ch 2, turn.

Row 9: Repeat Row 2. At the end of the row, change to burgundy. Ch 2, turn.

Row 10: Repeat Row 2. At the end of the row, change to yellow. Ch 2, turn.

Row 11: Repeat Row 2. At the end of the row, change to burgundy. Ch 2, turn.

Continue to repeat in the colour sequence:

8 rows of burgundy,
1 row yellow,
1 row burgundy, 
1 row yellow.

Until you have 12 'sequences', or 132 rows.

Then complete with 8 more rows of burgundy, then finish off.

Gryffindor scarf

Then make tassels as long as you like ( I made mine about 6cm long) and add every 3 dcs at each end, giving 8 tassels on each end and VOILA!


Mischief Managed!

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Wednesday, 19 August 2015

The Red Haired Amazona doesn't Sports.

Do you see that?

Spring is only 11 days away and I'm excited.

Here's a gratuitous photo of Super Keijo enjoying Spring sunshine.

I love Spring!

I've managed to grow a couple of these beauties.  

Which inspired me to order this from the Book Depository...

I also found this beautiful Camellia japonica while taking the Sonofaguns to school this morning.

I don't really sports.

I never have.

I do love bike riding and managed to buy this cheap from Aldi this morning which was easy and quick to build.

We've got a beautiful lake a few streets away which will definitely need to be ridden around.

But I don't really sports.

When I'm watching the news and they give the sports rundown, this is what I hear...

So where am I going with this?

Spring means children might want to sports.

Television and the interwebs seem to constantly tell me that good parents take their children to sports, make them join sports teams and watch sports together.

Sonofagun No.1 is an asthmatic. Not chronic, but not great.  And he was never really into sports.
Now I'm sure if I was a perfect parent, I would have made him sports. Sports with a ball, sports with a stick, sports with water. Something.  But I was a lazy parent and didn't make him sports.

That would have involved getting up earlier than 9am on a Saturday. Which is illegal. 

But last year Sonofagun No.2, who is a more extroverted, outgoing type asked to sports.
And because I thought I should encourage my children whatever their pursuits (except for drug taking and anything naughty), I said yes.

He chose cricket.

Cricket is one of my most unliked sports.  It's straight up boring.
A bunch of people stand around watching 2 people try and hit a ball with a stick.

If one of the people does hit the ball with his stick, he and the other guy try and run between some other sticks as many times as they can before some guy throws the ball at the sticks.

I think that's how it goes.

I'm pretty sure if any of my family is reading this (especially the worlds tallest cousin BK who wouldn't get out of the car when he visited as a child so he could keep listening to the cricket on the radio), I have been disowned.

A cricket match involves alot of sitting around in the sun, wearing empty KFC buckets on your head and chanting "Merv..... Merv...."

Merv..... Merv....

At least that's what I remember from the 80s.

Ok, so Sonofagun No. 2 wanted to play cricket.
And because I'm the Mothership and I love him, I said yes.

To my beautiful little wildchild, yes meant mum is cool, I get to play with a bat and ball and join my friends and get a cool yellow tshirt and run around on the oval with my friends on a Sunday morning.

To my selfish flabby body, I mentally said goodbye to 10 weeks of sleeping in and bacon and eggs on a Sunday morning. And having to sit around watching a bunch of 6-10 year olds playing cricket.

Nonetheless, I filled in the online form, put on my excited face and we started on our Spring season of cricket.

I was the only parent of a child in Milo In2 Cricket who knew nothing about cricket.

Half the parents were solid cricket players and watchers. The other half were actually members of the local cricket team.

I was the odd one out.

And we were fully expected to jump in and help our little junior cricketers with all the activities.

First batting practice.

There were 4 year olds who knew how to hold the bat in the special cricket bat way.
My little Super Cricket lovin' Sonofagun No. 2 kept standing in such a way the trainers kept asking me if he was a 'leftie'.

I think that's a cricketing term for left handed therefore standing the wrong way.

The parents had to throw the ball to their offspring in small little throws so the grommits could actually at least tip the ball with their bats as they half ran up to it.

I committed the first cricket parent sin.
I threw it underarm.

And called it 'throwing'.  That's a cardinal cricket sin.  
It's 'bowling'. And it's done overarm.

Next was bowling practice. 

All the little sonofaguns were paired up with mums and dads who all started teaching them the mystical art of overarm bowling.

I had no idea.

"Swing your arm like a ferris wheel to throw the ball babe!" I'd yell.

He tried doing that and sort of hurled it in my direction.

"Good throw babe!" I yelled.

"WELL BOWLED!" yelled another parent over at my childs general direction so his ridiculous non-sportsing mother could learn the vernacular.

"Aim for the sticks honey!" I yelled.

"BOWL FOR THE STUMPS!" yelled the trainer in my childs general direction so his ridiculous mother could learn some more vernacular.

"Yes! Stumps!" I yelled again.

That's kind of how it went for about about 8-10 weeks last year.

Last night I remembered Cricket signup would be coming up again.

I asked Sonofagun No.2 if he'd like to play cricket again this season.

"Nah," in his little Aussie accent, "cricket's boring." 

I fell in love with my baby all over again.

I wonder if he'd be interested in learning to crochet.

Saturday, 15 August 2015

'Why is Violet blushing?' Crochet Wrist Cuffs Pattern

“Goodness me! Why is Violet blushing?”

“I couldn’t quite say.  But if you ask me, I’d say I happened to glance over towards the 

pianola and noticed a certain son of Lord Lipplesbottom glancing for more than a thrice of a 

second at her ankles!”

“Ooooh! How brazen!”

I love wrist cuffs. You've probably all gathered this by now since this is my third pattern for them!

This pair is perfect for when the weather is still fresh and cool in Spring or as it cools down in Autumn.

Made from washable cotton blend yarn, you can pick whatever colour takes your fancy.

I love the old worldy steampunkness to them.

My first pair of Do the Fan Dance Wrist Cuffs and the second pair 'Kiss Me Mr Darcy' are both free patterns available on this blog.

My third pair 'Why is Violet blushing?' is available for purchase as a pdf from my brand spanking new Ravelry shop and also from my brand spanking new Etsy shop.
So what do you get?
Lots of photos of course. And a clearly written professional PDF pattern with the instructions, list of yarn and tools. Plus you unlimited support from me. Just email me at or msg me via Facie.
You can purchase it using the Ravelry button below or click on the Etsy button on the right sidebar to purchase via that forum.

The Red Haired Amazona

Saturday, 8 August 2015

My Favourite Cosy Things

I have 3 favourite things.

I have lots of favourite things but these are kind of my 3 favourites things all in one.

Not the birds. Although I have alot of birds and they are also one of my favourite things.

Like these guys...

We're just talking material things, right?

My ultimate favourite things are the Sonofaguns and the Bear but let's be self indulgent for a few moments.

We love our bedrooms, don't we?  A haven of sleep and comfort!

These three favourite things make my bedroom feel super cosy, comfortable and make it my favourite place to retreat to with a cup of tea and a stack of crochet or home decor magazines.

They're blankets.  Yes, blankets. Actually a Quilt, an Afghan and a Coverlet.

I tried to style them up a little because I have guests over (you!) but I didn't iron my pillow cases as you'll see. 
I don't iron.

I'm not a stylist and I don't have glitsy things. Just stuff I like. I hope you like them too!

The Quilt

This Quilt is super special.

The Mothership made it for me for the 11th Anniversary of my 29th Birthday.

She sourced vintage fabrics as well as new ones.  

She sewed them all together.

It took her months!  

I had bought a quilt book for her birthday.  What I didn't realise was that she had decided she wasn't going to make anymore quilts for a while. She'd gone into semi- quilt-tirement!  

So she decided to make a quilt from one of the patterns in the book for me.

I love this quilt.  Even though she gave it to me for the 11th anniversary of my 29th birthday, I felt like a little girl being given a very special lifelong heirloom.

The Afghan

Here's a classic example of how I don't iron. Especially pillowcases.

A couple of weeks ago Sonofagun No.2 saw the iron in the cupboard and asked what is was. He had never seen one, nor seen me use one in all his 6 years.

This is my White Hexagon Afghan.

I made it myself.

It took a bloody long time. 18 months I think.

When I started it, I was married to my ex- husband.

I just started making these little circles imagining the white hexagony shape around them. I loved thinking about the end result.

My ex- husband occasionally used to see me working on these little circles and say potential ex-husband statements like, "What are you doing that again for? Is it going to earn you money? No! Always knitting knitting!" 

I started to think to myself, "Knitting?!?! By the time I finish this blanket, you'll be long gone Douchebag." 

It was a comforting, happy feeling.  
I finally finished it about 6 months after I become a happily liberated woman.

Now I have a Bear who loves that I crochet and has asked me to make him his own blanket.
He even slowly unravels my yarn whilst I crochet if we're watching tv together. 

He's a keeper.

The Coverlet

The last one is a coverlet.

There's no special story with this one.
I bought it for $25 in Aldi.
Yes, Aldi!

It also came with two sham pillow cases but even though they are made from the same beautiful fabric, shams are dumb.

They make the bedroom feel like a cheap hotel room where you have to check the sheets for stains.

As you can tell, I'm also not really a matchy- matchy type person.

Birds and teacups and flowers.  All of my favourite other things on a piece on fabric!

Thanks for letting me show you my 3 favourite, cosy bedroom things. 
Now I'm going there with a cup of tea and that stack of crochet mags for a quiet hour or two.

The Red Haired Amazona