Showing posts with label genius. Show all posts
Showing posts with label genius. Show all posts

Friday, 27 April 2012

A Tangle of Things... and Herman the German

Well hello again everybody!
I know its been rather a while since I last posted... I have a multimillion reasons for my neglect which I won't bore you with.
I'll instead get to the good stuff!
I spent the Easter Holidays... in Shropshire... on Easter Camp!!
We stayed at a youth hostel, in a tiny little village. It was really lovely, the wild, sweeping countryside... apart from a six chimney power station belching smoke on the other side of the hill. That's England for you.
The building was an old art-school, so with big rambling Victorian rooms and a huge staircase that you simply have to take the stairs three at time and whoop as you run down them...
Okay. I simply have to.
Well, the week was just amazing, as it always is!
We studied the Armour of God in the main talks, with informal discussion groups, bible studies in the morning, and prayer times for campers before breakfast - so it was pretty intensive!We learnt so much and had such an incredibly encouraging time.
We also went caving, did archery and the highlight of the week - laser paintballing.
AND - this is the most important part of the entire week, I think...
this little guy was made:


MEET: HERMAN THE GERMAN, sock monkey!!!!!
I need to add here that I am not responsible for his name. It was a unanimous decision that had nothing to do with me. I wanted him to be called Horatio, actually. But you know how once somethings been named, you just can't call it anything else? In this case, it was very annoying! But now it's stuck!

This was Herman in the making...


And now, of course, you'll want to know how to make one!!
You see I know these things...

 Sock Number 1

This is an absolutely awful picture diagram of how to make one. I'm sorry its only little but you can kind of get the idea I hope? The tiny little words in the bottom right hand corner read 'turn inside out before sewing', so basically turn the sock inside out before sewing and then back the right way to stuff it before sewing it up.

Sock Number 2

You can also customise your monkey! In this picture I demonstrated how you can chop off the ends of the paws to make ears, but you don't necessarily have to do this. Herman has bits of fluff for his ears. Another tip is putting a pipe cleaner in the tail, arms or legs, so that you can bend them as you want!

The afternoon we made these monkeys on camp, it was a girls only session, however the boys invaded and decided that they wanted to make one too...

... this unmentionable guy made a - I won't even call it a monkey - out of an old sock he had been wearing for the first part of the week. I was only told this after I had been admiring it. I then lost quite a chunk of my regard for it as I'm sure you'll understand.




      However, the result was this:


He was stuffed with plastic bags and his name is Spoon (for reasons I won't go into). Pretty impressive for a boy's sewing!


 Here displayed are some other colourful relations posing with Herman. There were just under twenty altogether, but I didn't get a picture of them all.

Anyway, unless you think that all we spent time on camp doing was making sock monkeys, I'll just add that this post was supposed to be sock monkey co-orientated!

They are so awesome though, aren't they!

Don't worry, I'll get over this obsession soon.

If you know of any other sock-thing ideas, please comment! And if you've made any sock monkeys please also comment, I'd love to see them!

I think I'm going to experiment making a monkey out of a baby sock, and turn it into a key ring or something. I made one for my sister with a age four to five sock and it only took me about forty minutes or so, they are so easy to make and so effective! Ah, I love these things :)



Monday, 26 September 2011

Exams

I repeat my title.
Exams.
(Just trying to rub the word in; fellow-sufferers, groan in unison)
Don't we just love them?!
Actually, our mutual dislike of these horrific forms of torture (with the odd boffin excluded) are really rather undeserved (as the odd boffin would agree).

I mean, what are these exams doing, but trying to help us?!
They're teaching us hordes of interesting information on a wide and varied range of subjects that stimulate and increase our knowledge besides sharpening our brains and increasing our IQ levels to at least rise above that of a potato... they're providing credentials to look good on our CVs (that is if we pass them, obviously)... they're propelling us into avenues by which we may further our education...(avenues as in blah blah rather than the tree-lined kind)

I sound like an odd boffin.

Somehow, I feel that is not a good thing.

At least, not at my age.

Really I should wait until I have at least grown a beard.

Awkward silence.

Moving on...

Well, what about this amazing quote?
'Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration.' - Thomas Edison.
Obviously for me, it's the other way round...!!
No more to be said.

Well, lets face it then: exams in a month, and I'm now at the cramming stage!

It's where you get down to it and grind.

It's called pegging.

I like that word. It invokes such wonderful imagery: me with ink stains all over my face and my tongue hanging out the side of my mouth in concentration, as with wild eyes and fiersome gaze I desperately and  frantically peg sheets of scribbled paper onto a washing line.

Epic.

You can probably tell I'm trying to study for an English IGCSE. Right?!


As you all know, I peg money onto washinglines just to pass the time. 

Something I've always wondered about... why does Jo March in Little Women, think that the word 'pegging' is slang?! Is it slang? And why is it apparently a 'boyish' thing to say? I'm no feminist but I don't get it.
I mean, pegging is what most women are doing at least every other day, at least, the ones with families who don't use tumble dryers?

English language is crazy.

Latin is even crazier.

NO, we're not going into Latin!!

Save that brain-grinding subject for some future post; I need to go away and finish pegging up my money on the line... :)