The canvas scrap came from Scrapstore. Don't ask where they sourced it from. Looked like it should have been a scout tent from 1950. Fancifully, it could be stretched over a wooden frame and turned into an oil of the dales. It's turned into a playbag round here.
With canvas as the base, I stitched on a pair of Tiger's old trousers. She was none too happy about that, I can tell you, and immediately demanded their return. Since the trousers were sized for a six year old and she is pushing ten, there was no chance of that. Even if I could wave a magic wand round those John Lewis durables there was also the matter of the gigantic hole in the right knee. So the pockets are staying on the bag. They have big, sturdy press studs that would suit exploring fingers. Too good to waste.
The pig is looped on with red lace and hours of amusing fun can be spent shoving him in the pockets and taking him out again. OK, call it an experiment.
On the reverse I started sewing a variety of pink things in different materials, but became distracted, so there are not many. The canvas was also quite difficult to stitch by hand, and I am weedy.
Not sure about this bag, whether I like it or not. I ran out of steam with it, and I blame the canvas for that.
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