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Font:KG Call Me Maybe - skinny
Die: Stitched Mats Squares (Lil' Inkers)
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New kitchens seem to be the trend around here at the moment. It's a bandwagon I'd love to jump on, but won't be happening for a few years yet. So I'll just have to live vicariously through other people! Above is a card I created using Silhouette Studio software to celebrate the completion of my friend's kitchen.
I love that you can just plug the hex code numbers into the colour box in Silhouette Studio to reproduce the exact same shade.
I found a simple spatula shape on line & used the trace function to get the outline. Having filled one with colour, I copied it, filled with grey, moved the copy slightly down & to the left & put it behind the original to give a shadow.
The retro background is a freebie paper from Mel Stampz altered to suit this palette.
And now for the rant. Please feel free to stop reading here.
I have finally purchased some Lil' Inkers Stitched Mat dies. I have been lusting after these for many months now & finally manged to justify the expense (to myself if no one else...). They weren't cheap, but no matter, I'll get a lot of use from them. P&P was reasonable from the US, even got a slight refund from the company. Great service. Had to pay customs charges. A bit of a bind, but the law IS the law. What I object to, dear listener (I say listener, because in my head I am talking at you, possibly quite loudly, & jabbing my finger around a lot to emphasise my indignation), is the whopping £8, yes £8, international handling charge from our own dear Royal Mail.
And what do I get for this enormous sum?
Does my postman don a footman's uniform & present my purchase to me on a silver salver? No he does not.
Does a slightly more buff postman appear, wearing slightly less (& I'm not talking about the regulation shorts...)? No he does not.
Does he rush around with the parcel at my earliest convenience? No he does not.
Having tracked the order, I know the Royal Mail got their sticky mitts on it on Saturday. I had a delivery, nay, ransom note (can you tell, I'm warming to my theme?) through my door informing me on Tuesday. And having sold a child & a kidney to pay the charges, I was then informed that they couldn't deliver until Thursday. I guess they had to toss it around the office & handle it a lot to make sure I got value for money. In short, what did the handling charge provide to me, the customer? Sweet Fanny Adams as far as I can tell.
Phewww. Thank you. I feel better for that.
It's safe to come out from behind the sofa. I'm sorry for shouting & pointing.