An Open Letter to Key Harvesters

9 Jun

Being a typewriter enthusiast, I have strong feelings (none of them good) towards people who insist on chopping up old typewriters so they can turn the keys into jewellery.

For starters, typewriters (especially the beautifully-made older ones that seem to have such desirable keys) are a finite resource, while fashion, as we all know, is fickle and ever-changing. While the key choppers, I will grudgingly admit, have at least an eye for the gorgeousness of typewriter design, the idea that they are “recycling” is laughable.

Anyway, I came across this excellent open letter to key harvesters recently. Read it.

And if you are tempted to join the ranks of key harvesters? Don’t do it. These gorgeous machines have lasted the test of time because they were designed to last, they are crafted from sturdy materials, plus they are beautiful to use. Just because we live in an age where everything is disposable (including your $3,000 plastic laptop), doesn’t mean everything is fodder for us to destroy.

More wool, and kiwifruit chutney

9 Jun

Hey! How’re things?

It’s been raining non-stop in Wellington lately. Apparently in the last three weeks we’ve had four days when it didn’t rain. I’m guessing today is day number five, because it’s gorgeous and sunny today, though still freezing outside. Someone on the news last night mentioned we’re only a few weeks away from the shortest day of the year. That totally caught me by surprise. In fact, the last few months have raced by for me, so much faster than I thought they would. It’s like I’m working again – weeks and days are just flying by.

Even though it’s lovely today, yesterday’s weather was the absolute worst we’ve had all year. Heavy, heavy rain, and hail! I was talking to dad on the phone last night and he thought he could hear someone frying bacon. Nope – it was the hail. I had the heater on all day, and even got the oil column heater set up in the hallway down the other end of the house because the kitchen and our bedroom just weren’t getting warm at all.

I did some more dyeing, but I’m not sure if the results are something I’ll put up as roving in my etsy shop. I think the colours will spin up nicely though, so I might spin the yarn and then put that up. I did however put this up this morning:

Red Delicious Polwarth roving

Red Delicious Polwarth roving

And then at the end of the day I started working on some kiwifruit* chutney.

Kiwifruit chutney

Kiwifruit chutney

Kiwifruit in the middle of winter, you ask? Well, mum got a load of unripe kiwifruit from the vines at the hotel where she works (they have heaps of fruit trees that they let the staff pick fruit from, including some nice Pinot Noir grapes that mum made into jam!), and sent heaps back with us. I went through all the ripe ones (still tons left) and chopped them up for this recipe, which I got from the excellent Ball Complete Book of Home Preserving:

Ball’s Kiwifruit Chutney

1.5 L chopped peeled kiwifruit

3 green apples, peeled, cored & chopped

1.5 cups chopped onions

1.5 cups cider vinegar

1.5 cups regular sugar

3/4 cup brown sugar

1/2 cup raisins

4 cloves garlic, finely chopped

1 t chopped ginger

1/2 t ground cinnamon

1 t mustard seeds

1/2 t cayenne

1/2 t ground cloves

salt & pepper

(The recipe also called for allspice, but we forgot to buy some).

You combine everything but the spices and simmer for about 30 minutes, then add the spices and cook, about 10 mins, until thickened.

Then you prep your jars and lids (wash, and then heat to the same temp as your resulting chutney; whether you leave the chutney to cool, and then have an easier time of it with the jars, is up to you – most people go with hot hot hot), fill the jars, leaving a centimetre of headspace, wipe rims, lid, and then put in your canning pot.

Cover with water and bring to the boil. Process for 10 mins.

Kiwifruit chutney 2

Kiwifruit chutney 2

* As cute as we kiwis are, nicknaming ourselves after a cute flightless fuzzy brown bird, and cute flightless fuzzy brown (& green) fruit, we don’t tend to call kiwifruit ‘kiwi’, the way the rest of the world does. There’s a subtle discernment working: ‘Kiwis’ are the people, while ‘kiwi’ works in the singular and plural, and we use this for the bird. That leaves just ‘kiwifruit’ for the fruit.

Raining

3 Jun

Raining again – nasty out there. I had to ring the jury duty registrar and tell them I couldn’t come in today – my allergies have gone insane. I don’t know what it is about this weather (or if it’s even weather-related) but I’ve been on antihistamines for over a month, solidly, and my allergies are just killing me.

Been trying to write, but my brain’s just not the sharpest. It’s hard to concentrate with watery eyes and tingly nose and a head that feels like it’s been stuffed with cotton wool.

I didn’t just lie around yesterday though:

My Bloody Valentine polwarth roving

My Bloody Valentine polwarth roving

Wildflowers polwarth roving

Wildflowers polwarth roving

Jellytip polwarth roving

Jellytip polwarth roving

Spunky club singles

Spunky club singles

Thick and thin singles from Shunklies' dyed jacob humbug

Thick and thin singles from Shunklies' dyed jacob humbug

The polwarth’s gone up in my etsy shop; I haven’t decided what do do with the humbug singles (which are much browner than the above photo, which was taken in poor light in the living room), but I’m thinking maybe something shawl-y with the spunky club singles, which are from a spunky club fibre (can’t remember the name!) which was, I think, a merino and mohair blend.

Now, I’m making granola (it’s in the oven at the moment) and I’m deciding what to work on next. I desperately need to get some words on the page for my SoCNoC…

Quick hi

1 Jun

Just a quick hi. I’ve signed up for SoCNoC (or however you arrange the combination of upper and lower case) – the Southern Cross Novel Challenge, or NaNoWriMo Down Under. The whole premise of the thing is to give us kiwi writers something to do during the cold winter months (and man, is today cold!) as the weather is far too fine in November to lock ourselves away. Of course the argument falls down when one considers that most of us who do SoCNoC also do NaNoWriMo, but just ignore that bit.

I’m on reprieve from jury duty, which I was hoping I’d be able to write about in a little more gory detail. But alas, I wasn’t picked for the seat amongst the other eleven angry men, but I did get to see the inside of a courthouse, and the back of the head of a young guy who was being accused of receiving a stolen vehicle. Still, I have to ring the jury hotline every night this week to see if they need me to come in again (I’m tempted to write: come in, to be rejected again but I am a far more noble creature than that).

But yes, it is absolutely freezing outside. No actual frozen objects, mind you, and thankfully no rain (especially after all the flooding that’s been going on in the south island) but it’s cold enough to have the gas fire on already and I’ve made plans to move into the lounge to do the rudimentary planning for my SoCNoC novel. (I’d actually forgotten all about it and made the decision to sign up last night. I’m not worried – I’ve pulled off NaNoWriMo novels with less to go on in the past.)

I’ve also been reasonably busy spinning & knitting (and dyeing, and cleaning bits of a fleece), and have actually put some fibre up in my Etsy shop, after a hiatus of a few years. I’ve got plans to put more up soon, so keep an eye out. I’ve even got some more Polwarth and some dyes arriving at the house either today or tomorrow, so I can keep the momentum going. But no time for pictures, alas. I have to go check the mail and then get to planning. Usually I just scribble notes in a hideous pink notebook I’ve used for NaNoWriMos since 2007, but this time I’m going to try and use Scrivener, using the “structured story development” template. Scary, I know.

Anyway, will tune in again later. No doubt when I’m procrastinating.

Yay

30 Apr

Yay! I’ve finally got on to the project that I’ve been planning since the end of last year: digitising my grandpa Doug’s diary that he kept while he was based in Tonga in 1943, as part of the 2nd NZ Exploratory Force. There were a few tweaks I had to make, in terms of my original plan to structure it chronologically, rather than, uh, ‘blogologically’, and apparently WordPress doesn’t allow for publishing of dates earlier than 1970, which also put another one of my ideas in the crapper. But anyway, I’ve done what I could (and what my patience would let me) and have got the first few pages up. You can find the blog at http://dkfurrie1943.wordpress.com. (Image heavy as I’m scanning in the original entries as well as *trying* to transcribe them. Needless to say my transcription isn’t the best.)

In other news, I’ve also signed up with the Critters workshop. They look totally awesome; I’m really looking forward to submitting some of my short stories for review.

Glasgow Diamonds!

27 Apr

This is why I shouldn’t spend so much time on Graham Linehan’s Why That’s Delightful!

Sigh

27 Apr

Just read this on the NY Times: WhoseTube?

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