Jubilation and merriment. My tweedies are now…finally, legal.

The sweet news came in just in time…hours before sending a bunch of tweedies to shops around Scotland where they can now sit happily and confidently in the toy department (assuming there is such an area) with their CE mark proudly emblazoned upon their manila tag.

The quest for CE (I like to pronounce it Que? as in Manuel from faulty towers) was not without it’s headaches. The first hurdle was simply finding a testing body amongst the tangled forest of information on the web. Finally my scientific prince in shining armour was found at Shirley technologies and the rest was  a little more straightforward if not, at times, heartbreaking and certainly button breaking.  As you may have guessed, the button eyes had to go. No amount of back strapping, double sewing, reinforcing could stop my button eyes from pinging when pulled with the weight of small bus. However, a flexible substitute was found  in the form of small fabric daisies.

Go on...eat me!
Go on...eat me!

Secondly…wayward lavender flowers in the stuffing was a no no…the lavender is now well and truly sealed in a small muslin bag so that, in the event of tweedy destruction the small child can now eat the bag in one whole, angry gulp. (actually it’s a little too big and dry for that). I have this vision of a small mischievous child like Max from ‘Where the wild things are’ tantruming over my tweedies… pulling their legs with all its might, blue in the face with teeth gnashing and head banging all over my Lavinia and after all ire has subsided Lavinia sits up, fluffs her tweedy feathers, crosses her legs, looks rather disapprovingly but intactly at Max and says…

Are you quite finished?
Are you quite finished?

So now my newly indestructible and utterly uncontaminated  tweedies can grace the toy section of Not on the High Street once more. Tomorrows task is to put them  there. Actually no…tomorrows task is giving a lecture on commissions and design for the Oban and Lorn needlework group. Hmmm!

x Sarah

Posted by:mogwaii

Born: 13th March 1969 in Edinburgh Star sign: Pisces Where do I live? An beautiful island called Lismore Who with? I live with my gorgeous man - Yorick, and my beautiful boys Ruben (currently 14) and Tom (10) and we also have cat poppy, cat Bashy and cat Spyro. What do I do there? Water veggies in the polytunnel, loads of mopping up, picking up clothes, cooking and washing dishes. The rest of the time I'm in a blissfull state in my studio making things out of wool and designing the next must have (in my head!) and a lot of cycling to and fro My favourite Books: Right now...empowerment books like "The power of now" and "The Secret", but also John Fowles "The Magus" and "The kite runner" and I love the "Tao of Poo" My Favourite films: Babettes feast, Wings of desire and The colour of Pomegranites. My favourite music: Bach cello suites for designing, Dolly parton for making (especially her album Little Sparrow), Teddy Thompson and loads of other stuff! What did I do before moving to Lismore? * Went to school in Edinburgh (South Morningside primary then St. Mary's music school and then George Watson's) * Went to Brazil for a year, fell in love, learnt Portuguese and spun a lot of wool * Studied foundation in visual arts in Manchester poly and then went on to study BA Hons in textiles at Goldsmith's college * Made felt hats, sold them at Camden market and then eventualy Liberties and had Ruben in the midst of it all - moved to Pathhead * Tom came along and I stopped making hats. sung lots of Jazz, taught Brazilian and samba singing, recorded an album and started singing with La Boum * Tom went to school and I set up Mogwaii * Moved here in 2006 There you go!! xx Sarah (from left) Ruben, me and Tom (from left) Ruben, me and Tom

16 replies on “Pop the cork

  1. Hooray! They are safe for kids! They will not pop their own eyes out and throw them down innocent childrens’ throats. Losing the button eyes is a drag, but they’re still awesome!

  2. What a fuss my tweedies are making about having ornary ol button eyes. I can’t shut them up. We want those pretty flower things…….they chorus whenever I hove into view

  3. Glad to hear their scottish ancestors did not perish in vaine. A worthy cause for the good of all stuffed chickens venturing into the wide world all be it with a bit extra stuffing and diasies for eyes (I am sure you can see perfectly well through diasies). Sadie

  4. I’ve just discovered your lovely site- you’ve been on my Etsy faves for a while. I’m outside Glasgow and visited Lismore last year – very rugged and beautiful! Well done with the ‘Que’ mark!

  5. congratulations! now where’s that champagne bottle? hopefully that was the worse of the headache and you’ll be able to go on and continue creating in merry bliss. the new eyes are very friendly; so maybe it was a good bit of bad luck?

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