Monday, 22 July 2013

Yarn bobbling

I haven't been at work today, me and Mr CA went away on Friday for a weekend and I decided to take an extra day.  Having said that, I haven't got much achieved... some mending, taking up trousers for a friend and a bit of work on the deer.  Oh and about 5 episodes of Hoarders...

My wonderful dad booked us a weekend at The Castle Hotel in Bishop's Castle in Shropshire.  It's a lovely quiet part of the world, close to the Welsh border (hi Samantha, did you see me waving?) and we may even have been in Wales at one point.  I did see a sign in a phone box written in Welsh.  Nearby are the historic towns of Ludlow and Shrewsbury, one of which had a needlework shop, a yarn shop and a quilt shop (not a great one unfortunately).  But that's not what I came him to waffle on about.

I saw yarnbombing!


This was all in the little town of Bishop's Castle which has a long uphill main street.  I walked past quite a few before I noticed this.


You would not believe how excited I was.  I came close to wetting my pants and it took a while for Mr CA to work out what the hell I was talking about. 


Even when he understood, he thought it was called yarn bobbling, and at one point even called it nobble bobbling....  Some of it was quite simple.


Others more complex.  Note the very old house these little critters are perching on.  (Jillayne, add this part of the world to your list!  I am in the process of writing you a list by the way...)


I was gutted at first as I didn't have my camera with me.  Mr CA suggested I use my phone (it's his old Smartphone, recently given to me when mine gave up the ghost and I have no idea how to use it, hence the very badly emails you'll all have received of late).  I actually asked if it had a camera on it.  Yes, I belong in the 1980s.


This one was my favourite, flanking the entrance to a book shop.


I love that little slug!


The other side had a nautical theme.


There were two of these candles, high up on a wall.  As it was also on a very steep slope, that must have been some ladder they used...


A mix of crochet and knit.  And pompoms.


And the piece de resistance?  Found right by the entrance to the hotel (but only after I'd seen everything else!).


How cool is that?  I've been daydreaming about yarnbombing my area too, but this little lot must have taken someone ages, or a group of people.  Anyone want to yarn bobble Sneinton with me?

12 comments:

Celtic Thistle said...

Great yarn bombing I love the bike!

heart of charnwood said...

How cool is that, i love it!

Sandra :) said...

HAHA I've only seen bobble nobbling ... I mean yarn bombing ... in pictures, never in person - what a hoot!

Samantha said...

I can't come yarn bobbling with you, I desperately need my beauty sleep..come to think of it, so do you! :)

JoJo said...

I saw my first yarn bomb up in Provincetown last week!!! It's sooooo COOL!

Melody said...

Absolutely brilliant. I adore coming across some yarn bombing. Lucky you.

Jane Galley said...

That looks like fun, I've never seen any in real life.

Anita said...

Hi Wendy,
I didn't know the phrase used to identify this craze - yarnbombing? But it's started up here in Oz as well. It is quite interesting when you first see it!! lol. I do love the ones you've taken photo's of, love the slug!!! Thanks for sharing.
Cheers, Anita.

Kristy @ Quiet Play said...

OOh now that is exciting seeing yarn bombing in the wild!! I have not come across any but I never go anywhere haha!

That bike is a work of art!

Jacqueline said...

Yarnbombing! How cool is that!
I've only just found your blog and shall look forward to reading more, being a knitter and a try hard, crochet person.

Cheryl said...

How cool to just come across some yarn bombing. Was going to take a bike down to recycling today, but maybe I should keep it and try my own yarn bombing.

Carrie P. said...

fun!