Do you remember the first time?
“Do you ever feel like running away?"
"Of course... Sometimes I feel like I want to run away from
everything."
"I remember having that feeling once when I was at the
Daisy Hill Puppy Farm... I climbed over the fence, but I was still in the
world!”
It has been
said, starting a business is one of the most difficult things one can do, and
however, I must disagree, for today, writing my first ever blog post has to
surpass that. However, instead of running away, I was advised to put my
sensible hat on and open a new chapter.
Let me
introduce you to an idea I had just two years previous. As a lifetime knitter,
I recognized a huge gap in the yarn market for a luxury Irish yarn. Fast
forward, two years later, here I am, making feeble attempts at putting words to
keyboard and trying to make sense of that idea.
FairyLawn
alpaca was born out of an ideal, an Irish farming childhood and the pure love
of knitting. Alpaca yarn is one of the most luxurious, beautiful yarns to use.
It’s three times warmer than sheep wool, hypoallergenic and has up to 22
natural shades. It smells like hot tea and digestive biscuits. To work with
such a gorgeous product, one feels they have stumbled across a little gem and
are truly lucky! The Alpaca originated from Peru, however, these animals are so
adaptable, they are able to thrive in our climate and even survive our summers,
outdoors! In comparison to Peruvian climes, Ireland feels more like a long
holiday in the South of France.
Growing up
in rural Ireland is an actual adventure. Being the youngest of 6 (with over 40
first cousins to boot!) school holidays were on a par to spending a season on
the Lost set. Imaginations were much helped by parents who not only encouraged
playing outdoors, but also reading, while indoors. Knitting became a healthy obsession, alongside the books. For
my dolls and teddies,
I became the House of Missoni. Eventually, I moved onto life size sweaters, creating a dark blue and red Dennis the Menace, oversized jumper, which I wore religiously, to school. Oh, I felt I were envy of others. . . . . but the best was yet to come!
I became the House of Missoni. Eventually, I moved onto life size sweaters, creating a dark blue and red Dennis the Menace, oversized jumper, which I wore religiously, to school. Oh, I felt I were envy of others. . . . . but the best was yet to come!
Very impressed...can't wait to read on and see what tales come out of the woodwork!!! Anna
ReplyDeleteHey Isobel love reading your blog! I'd say there is definitely a book in you! Rgds Kathleen
ReplyDeleteThanks Kathleen. Here's to the future of maybes!!
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