Thursday, 24 July 2014


So the other day Rollo and I went on a glorious Lavender walk.  No we hadn't popped over to Provence we were half an hour down the road in Sevenoaks…I never knew that there was this purple haze of lavender growing on acres of land around here.  We had a wonderful walk with Jod Mitchell who has taken on his family business (5th generation) at Foxbury Farm and is slowly converting what was once orchards (which have had their time and are no longer so viable) to fields of fascinating plants and herbs with which he is making delicious beauty products.

Well not only was the day a wonderful break from the norm, but Jod kindly offered some of his lavender for the lavender bags we are making.  So once the harvest was in we were able to go and help ourselves to all the lovely bits that the machine has missed.  They say many hands make light work….so we thought we would take the children too…..and actually…they were helpful enough!
Well done team Mahon; the car was soon consumed by the thick aroma and what with its soporific qualities... made for a very peaceful journey home!!


Tuesday, 22 July 2014


Sometimes it feels like you have seen it all, there couldn't possibly be anything else out there that might inspire you than you already know about…and then as if by magic you are grabbed by the collar, shaken around a bit, set on a new path and full of fresh energy and inspiration once again.  This is what happened to me the other day. I was having a girls day out with my sisters… be honest I was much more excited about having lunch at Kit Kemps latest hotel than I was at stopping by the Tate, but I knew a bit about Matisse, I had studied his paintings at school.  I had loved them then, enjoyed the bright colours and beautiful composition of his paintings, but when I packed up on leaving university so too did I pack away all my posters, box up my books, head to London and really start a new chapter of my life.  So it was to my great surprise that I realised that all this time I had missed one seriously exciting chapter of his life - his 'cut out' period and wow how relevant to what I am doing now……I never dreamt back at uni that I would be a block printer, so perhaps there was no need to see his cut outs, but now…….it just all makes sense.
The exhibition is wonderful, a little crowded, you cant stand back and admire a picture, you have to mussel in and see it up close, but thats fine because then you can see where the scissors cut, the pins were stuck and where something must have been stuck and peeled, stuck and peeled until he reached the perfect composition as he did so cleverly in his paintings.  The colours are frighteningly current and wonderfully exciting….no more modern cubes or grey palettes around here.
My heart sped up, my eyes dashed about and my energy levels soared as I soaked up all that he has created in these last years……its all about blocks of colour - wonderful - its all about hand crafted, one off pieces, fantastic - love that…..its joyful and fun and thats rather how I felt once I had seen it, ad lunch at the Ham Yard Hotel (more to come on that later), visited the New Craftsman, caught up with the sisters, settled down on the train with my book - finished my book - oh such a happy ending! and arrived home back to the nest and the brood, all washed and smiling and ready for bed……

Some images from the exhibition - I have sourced these from Google Images:

Thursday, 3 July 2014


…I mean how lovely is this house?  It belongs to Jemma Kidd - the lucky girl... and has been beautifully put together by Penny Morrison who has a gorgeous line of fabrics and papers.  I have had these pictures sitting on my 'desktop' for sometime, but they need to be shared.  What I love is the clever balance of ethnic influences while keeping a quintessentially English feel - exactly what I am aiming to do with my fabrics. Credit goes to

Here are some of the images:

Certainly something to aspire to….