My extra simple, sweetwater quilt was indeed finished off with the contrasting binding slip stitched into place last Friday eve.  Bliss!

I’m so pleased with the tying.  You can sort of see here how I made simple crosses before tying the thread off – double cross stitches and three layered knots.

I’m especially pleased with how soft the quilt is.  It drapes beautifully – a heavily quilted quilt is so much heavier and more rigid.  This is pure softness – just right for snuggling.

The fabrics are so lovely – they look so much like boardshorts that this quilt will always be a “summer” quilt to me.  And I love the plain fabrics too – I’m really getting into plain fabrics.  Isn’t that ballet pink so pretty?  I’m contemplating buying a few of those plain jelly rolls from Moda and then paying Abby to cut a heap of my scraps up into 2 1/2 inch squares and making a ginormous sort of Irish chain quilt.  Mmmm ….  or I could be truly lazy and extravagant, leave Abby out of the equation, and just indulge in some of the mini-charm packs to go with the jelly rolls.  There are so many lovely ranges to choose from … Chateau Rouge, Everlastings, Flirt,  La Belle Fleur, The Morris Apprentice … we are utterly spoiled for fabric choices aren’t we.

I love how the cross stitches “dimple” the blanket backing – so pretty.  And this one has a lovely check.  Mmmmmm ….

And I carefully made sure to incorporate the label (I usually have to trim the blankets to fit the quilt tops – but I try to use as much of the blanket as I can, and then save all the scraps for smaller projects and bunting etc.) – it’s a Roslyn Health Blanket from New Zealand.  I bet it’s from the South Isle – that’s where most of the sheep are – I googled it and it seems there’s even a suburb named Roslyn in Dunedin (the southern most city of the South Isle) .  A-ha!  Now the power of the internet comes to fore.  There was indeed a woollen mill in Roslyn – it stood in the centre of 14 acres on Kaikorai Road.  The owners were Mr. Ross and Mr. Glendenning (oh that makes me think of The Paradise!)

(source:  Encyclopaedia of New Zealand – Agricultural Processing Industries)

Eeeeeee!  Look at this – I even found a picture of the mill – goodness me, it was quite a concern.  The mill itself was famous for its immensity and strength – needed to counter the vibrations of the heavy machinery.  Behind was the wool store where the bales arrived and were sorted.  There’s a fabulous article here that describes in great detail the mill’s operations.  They had knitting machines for pants, shirts and stockings, and were famous for their weaving of cloth, yarn, flannels, blankets, plaids, tweeds, and rugs.  And mands.  I don’t know what mands are – do you?  I’ve tried looking it up to no avail.  By 1938, they were even making saucy pink swimming suits!  Check this out! (unfortunately I can’t download a copy as it’s available for sale)

( source: Hocken Collections, Library, University of Otago)
I’m assuming these folk are staff from the Mill – there are no further details,
but the university’s website is interactive and there are sections
where members of the public can add detail – so if you know anything!

The mill was such a modern wonder that, when this article was written in 1882, it even had a telephone and Joel’s electric lamps.  The writer predicted that the mill would provide jobs for many of the colony’s hands.  And that it did until the 1960s when the newfangled, man-made (read revolting) textiles began to challenge wool’s supremacy.  In 1960 there were 18 mills in New Zealand producing 10,000 tonnes of yarn, 3 million square metres of woven fabric, 223,000 pairs of blankets, and 67,000 rugs.  By 2000, all of the major mills had closed.  Heartbreaking.  Whilst it doesn’t mention the Rosyln Mill’s demise specifically, the Mosgiel Mill – which merged with the Roslyn Mill in the 1960s – closed in 1980 after 110 years of operation.

(source: Hocken Collections, Library, University of Otago)
Mounting Room

(source: Hocken Collections, Library, University of Otago)
Work room, 1938

(source: Hocken Collections, Library, University of Otago)
Worsted Room, 1938 … oh my, how hard they must have worked.  I find myself peering closely into the face of that young girl in the middle of the front row and whispering … “I have one of your blankets here!  It’s still so beautiful!” and wondering what became of her.  Did she have a family?  Did they stay in Dunedin?
What are her memories of the mill?

Oh my!  You’ve got to look at this – a job advertisement for a new manager for the Roslyn Mill, upon the death of the former manager.  They employed 800 hands and offered a liberal salary …

(source:  The Age, Dec 14, 1941) – that’s our local Melbourne paper :-)

As I think about the plethora of woollen mills that were once scattered across Australia and New Zealand – such a vibrant, vital and creative contribution to our communities – that are now closed, and the number of beautiful woollen blankets that were firmly tucked into people’s beds before the advent of doonas, I feel quite a sense of loss.  All that cleverness, all that work, all that beauty.  Just vanished – poof!  It makes me feel quite anxious that these blankets – probably the only tangible reminders of the glory days – will one day just disappear.  When my future grandchildren visit op-shops I daresay there will be no blankets to find then.  Eeeeee!  Makes me determined to visit every op-shop I pass and greedily hoard these gorgeous things.  I’ve met people who have told me how they’ve taken old family blankets to the DUMP.  Sacre bleu!!

I love the effort and time that was put into the warps and wefts, the colours, the labels, the blanket stitched edgings …  I actually met someone last year whose family OWNED one of the woollen mills (I even have some of their blankets which delighted him no end) – he described being all a bit impatient of his family’s blankets as a teenager – but secretly really loving being part of it all – hanging out at the mill, being there when the bales of wool were delivered.  He confessed that he actually thought one of their rivals did a better blanket stitch … that just made me giggle, the thought of this then young man – adventurous yet sweet – making a quiet study of blanket stitching.

I shall never have enough.  I know that sounds greedy.  But it’s true.  I love them so. Especially their labels.  And their stories – real or imagined.   Truly, tonight I feel so very fortunate that I was able to discover so much about this one wee blanket’s heritage.   Just tickled pink … ballet pink that is ;-)

sweetwater squares and a wee Roslyn blanket

5 thoughts on “sweetwater squares and a wee Roslyn blanket

  • February 20, 2013 at 6:48 am

    That’s amazing Lily. I now try to seek out the beautiful blankets as well. I must confess, I did not value them whilst they were on our beds as children but would not part with them now. Very sweet quilt. Not so sure if I’m into tying quilts yet but you never know. I will be teaching a lovely neighbour who is Vietnamese how to make hexagons for a cushion this morning. She is convinced it will be very difficult and it will be fun trying to work out what each other is actually saying, but I can’t wait to see her reaction when she puts her first 7 hexies together and off she’ll go. There won’t be any stopping her. What fun. Have a lovely day.
    Blessings Gail

    • February 20, 2013 at 6:57 am

      What a lovely morning you have ahead of you – I have never pieced hexagons – you’d have to teach me too! Now, I’ve never checked the opshops in your part of the world so you should definitely call in. Your neighbourhood gets nice and cold in winter doesn’t it? And it’s an old, well established arera? I find these two factors often mean good blanket potential :-) See, there weren’t that many in Brisbane – but down here and in Bega – many, many more. Oh and the ones in Brisbane were almost always full of moth holes – they’re shocking up there!

  • February 20, 2013 at 7:30 am

    I’d love to teach you hexies. It opens up a whole new area of patchwork. Great for using up little bits of leftover fabric. Especially the fabric colours and designs, you work with Lily. For hexies the brighter the better. We must work towards that. That will be on our “one day to do” list eh! I’ll definitely check out those op shops now.
    Blessings Gail

  • February 20, 2013 at 9:56 am

    Well, you’d think germany would be brimming with wool blankets for sale.. I can’t find any for an even halfway decent price! The ones on ebay are either “wool” that’s actually microfiber, or they’re 30€ plus shipping. Our OP shops don’t even sell blankets :-( I keep hearing “nobody wants those!” well, I do! I might put an add in the paper, “seeking wool blankets, willing to trade favours *wink wink nudge nudge*” ;-)

    • February 20, 2013 at 10:04 am

      sounds like a good idea to me! Isn’t that odd?!? Do you think they’ve already been cleared out? Was there a very strong culture of blankets? I wonder whether we have more in Australia and New Zealand because we had such huge herds of sheep – the economies of both countries rode on the sheep’s back (that was the official economic expression :-) for over a hundred years – maybe we had a blanket fetish :-) We had almost no culture of quilts and certainly no doonas until the 1980s – we didn’t have a culture of “down” or feathers – just wool!

      hmmm …. if only I could send you by owl! Or maybe next time Julian’s in Europe – he was in Munich only a few months ago – that would have made cheap shipping!

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