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Wepo Designs
Not just a housewife
Thursday, 31 March 2016
Between housework and motherhood...is my computer
This is my first website using Wix and I must say I am liking it. Wix is one of the easiest and most featured packed website builder around and it doesn't take long for someone to create a decent and professional looking site. It is very user friendly and if you like me, don't want to learn how to code or have a huge amount of time and money, then this is definitely a good choice. The other web building site I might have a look at is Weebly. Both allow you to create a website for free, which is handy and lets you decide later if you wish to upgrade to a paid version or not.
http://www.oldquayview.co.uk
http://www.oldquayview.co.uk
Friday, 29 May 2015
Web building
I love being a full time
mum and wouldn't swap it for the world. However, to keep the old brain
ticking, I started building a few websites as a hobby. I have been
using the SiteMaker software, which I find extremely easy to use and doesn't require
programming skills. It uses a point-and-click interface which makes
building and editing so much easier. It also has the ability to quickly
preview your web page during editing. The tech-savvy designer might find
it a bit limited but on the whole, for the novice web builder, it still offers
some powerful tools and features to make a professional looking website.
I
am also looking to use either Wix or SiteBuild.com, apparently two of the best website builders
out there. They both look easy to use; however I will need to try them out.
Building
a professional looking website nowadays isn't difficult, but the maintenance
of it can be time consuming. The websites that appeal to me most, are the ones
that look clean and fresh, easy to navigate and up-to-date. There is nothing
more off-putting than visiting a site and the latest information on it is a
couple of years old.
Saturday, 25 January 2014
Chinese New Year
For the past
few years I have been going into the local nurseries and primary schools to talk
about Chinese New Year and doing some crafts with them. Being one of only a handful of Chinese here, there
isn’t much choice! It has been fun
though and brought back many memories from yesteryear.
I do have
some vivid memories of my childhood in Hong Kong, even though I only spent the
first 7 years of my life there, forty odd years on, I still remember walking in
the dark with my lantern, feeling excited and at the same terrified that the
candle might get blown out or even worse the lantern would catch fire. Neither
of those ever happened to me though.
New Year was
always an exciting time. The house would
have been all tidied and cleaned to welcome the New Year. On the table, a round glass dish with 6 or 8
segments filled with sweets, dried fruits and nuts. Posters with good luck messages pasted onto
our wooden front doors and a miniature orange/mandarin tree was a must have. I remember one year getting a new red winter
jacket, it was beautifully embroidered and so silky to touch. But most of all, I looked forward to
receiving the red envelopes (利是)! Friends and family
would give children money in red envelopes and I couldn’t wait to get home and
see how much money I got in each one, as it was considered very rude to open it
in front of the person.
On New Year’s
Day you could hear firecrackers going off everywhere. A whole bunch would be found hanging outside
our front door and the noise they make was deafening. Then there was the lion dance. To a young child, they looked huge, ferocious and
very very real – even though you could see underneath the lion, the legs of the two blokes dancing away, it was still frightening.
The lions were accompanied by loud drums and cymbals. The pounding of those drums would make my
heart beat that little bit faster and you could feel the vibration going
through you, but it was always a highlight and one not to be missed.
When we
came to London, we still kept some of these traditions and we would head to China Town and see the lion dance. My parents would give us the red envelopes
and my mum would make the traditional nian gao (年糕 ) and yau gok (油角). Nowadays,
you’re more likely to find us having a haggis on Burns Night than a nian gao on
Chinese New Year! Nevertheless, I’m glad
to have these memories and experiences that I can share with the kids. To me, Chinese New Year was also about spending time
with family and friends, being together and enjoying each other’s company over
a meal…these are the traditions worth keeping.
Friday, 13 December 2013
Thursday, 12 December 2013
Tuesday, 10 December 2013
It's Christmas!
Wow, it’s Christmas again!
It has been nearly a year since I made an entry to my blog – how time
flies. Card making has taken a back seat
as I have been busy with my other hobby – building websites. I have recently designed a whole new website
for a local primary school and anyone who knows anything about building a website...it
is never finished! It’s like the house,
it requires on-going maintenance and upkeep and just when you think it is finished…the
wife (well, usually it is the wife) says she wants a change and you find yourself
redecorating, again!
Including my own, I now have 6 websites that I have built
and am maintaining. I do not have any qualifications or work
experience pertaining to web designing. It all started purely out of interest and I am really just learning as I go along.
With Christmas just round the corner, it was time to make
some cards and to make them quickly, hence this rather simple design. I could have gone to Tesco and bought a box
of 24 cards for just 99p or even better: send an e-card and save money! However I still believe in the value of sending
cards and I still enjoy making them. Surely, it is never a disappointment to
receive a card through the post. On the contrary, it brings a smile - every time!
Saturday, 15 December 2012
Merry Christmas
If you
are a card maker like me, then there is no better time to be making cards than Christmas. The custom of sending Christmas cards started in the UK in 1843 by
Sir Henry Cole and to this day people around the world are still sending cards,
despite the onslaught of technology. I still love the sentimentality of hearing
the sound of mail landing on my door and to have an envelope in my hand -
it is still a joy and shall, in my opinion, always be irreplaceable. I have in my
loft box after box of cards that friends and family have given to me over
the years. I just cannot find myself to
throw them away. I think the oldest card
I have dates back to 1979? Having said
all that, until a couple of days ago, I hadn’t made a single card! Only when it finally dawned on me – the time for sending cards is drawing nye and I need to make something simple and quick, well quickish. It took a while to try to find
the right fonts, the right sizes and the right words to fit all neatly together and resembling something like a
Christmas tree. To make matter worse...the first 20 or so cards were all discarded, thanks to a bad typo! Even with word processing, mistakes still occur. I can probably type between 70-90 words per minute, may be more when I was working...thanks to learning to touch type all those years ago and not a "hunt and peck" typist (two-fingered typing), which to me looks really funny.
I learnt to type when I was in my third/fourth year of secondary school on a typewriter. Yes, a typewriter! Not an electric one but a manual one. Remember those? Big chunky metal things, where you have to strike the keys briskly and firmly, and pushing the "carriage return" lever when you hear that unmistakable sound: "ding"? It was so noisy, even an electric one that I had on one or two occasions, typed under a blanket just to dampen the noise while trying to finish off a report in the early hours of the morning. Sweet. Nowadays, there is no more "ding", no more correction tape, no more wasting of paper and certainly no more typing under a blanket...not that it made any difference to the 20 odd cards I had to throw away - arrgh!
BTW I am still knitting squares! :)
BTW I am still knitting squares! :)
Tuesday, 20 November 2012
These aren't the cookies you're looking for...
When I say I like making things, unfortunately it doesn't
extend to baking. My baking repertoire is, shall we say, rather limited. In fact, the only thing I can bake successfully
is shortbread. I can make them in my sleep, but anything else is a hit or
a miss and more likely to be the latter.
The experience of watching Episode IV in the cinema back
in 1977 never left me. I still remember queuing for ages, waiting in
anticipation and not knowing what to expect.
Considering I had only arrived in London from Hong Kong 3 years earlier,
not able to speak a word of English, I wasn’t sure how I would take it. But from the moment the Imperial Star
Destroyer scrolled onto the screen, it was enough. I was completely blown away by the ground-breaking
special effects and kept wondering, how do they do that? So needless to say, I was
thrilled when I came across these fabulous cookie cutters by Williams-Sonoma.
My normal shortbread...but not for long! |
I am going to treat myself this Christmas and buy
these cutters. Shortbread has just become a whole
lot better.
Wednesday, 24 October 2012
Less is more
I was deliberating whether to colour this in or not. At the end I opted for the plain and simple look. Then again, I may just make another one and colour it in to compare.
I used a little bit of beeswax on the frame to darken it slightly - seems to work quite well with this design.
Tuesday, 23 October 2012
A little bit of OCD...perhaps
Another fact those around me
would know is that I'm a bit of a perfectionist. I like things to be neat and orderly. Not in an
obsessive kind of way (hem hm), but I do take great satisfaction in
having and seeing things in order. Whether it is this pile of wood or my son's
boxes of Lego (don't ask!), nothing irritates me more than to see something
not quite right.
We had to get the wood quickly into the shed last night, just in case it rains. To my husband, it was a job done - end off. To me, while still piling, I was already thinking...I need to get in here tomorrow and rearrange them! My brain doesn't register the fact that it was fine in the first place and the firewood is going to be used anyway. I just see something that needs rectifying. One good thing though - apart from having a neat pile of wood - I approach my designs the same way. Not that everything has to be symmetrical but there is a clean line, a neatness to them that is pleasing to the eye...I hope.
We had to get the wood quickly into the shed last night, just in case it rains. To my husband, it was a job done - end off. To me, while still piling, I was already thinking...I need to get in here tomorrow and rearrange them! My brain doesn't register the fact that it was fine in the first place and the firewood is going to be used anyway. I just see something that needs rectifying. One good thing though - apart from having a neat pile of wood - I approach my designs the same way. Not that everything has to be symmetrical but there is a clean line, a neatness to them that is pleasing to the eye...I hope.
Tuesday, 2 October 2012
Peanut butter and condensed milk
Taking a break
Those who
know me well will tell you that I am a little bit addicted to condensed
milk. Not
condensed milk per se but condensed milk with peanut butter, either on toast or
as a sandwich. After forty odd years of it, not every day of course,
you would think I would be sick of it by now. Sure, I may go without it for years but
somewhere down the line, on an unassuming day, I’ll buy a tin, a jar of peanut
butter and I will literally eat it continuously until they are finished and will not
touch it again, well, until another unassuming day.
I
think this weird and wonderful combination will always remind me of my childhood. Growing up in Hong Kong, this was and still is a very popular treat. I can still picture it: sitting in the
local cafe, the smell of peanut butter with condensed milk melting on a warm
piece of thick toast...heavenly.
Over
the years I have tried various combinations: jam and condensed milk, toasted
cheese and condensed milk, even toasted cheese, jam and condensed milk! But for
me, the ultimate and the perfect marriage, is with peanut butter. Tesco here I come!
Saturday, 29 September 2012
What's in the name?
What's in the name? Ten years after the World Wide Web was opened to the public, I registered my first domain name "wepo" in 2001, for no other reason than because it was the thing to do. Amazing how technology has advanced in just over 20 years and it is now almost unrecognisable. I had my very first PC probably around 1995/6, it was second hand, and still had Windows NT operating system installed on it and came with a bulkiest monitor ever. However, with the launch of Windows 95, there was no turning back - a new kid was on the block.
It was in December 1997 that I got myself a 56k modem and I was online! Current and future generations may never encounter that iconic sound of the dial-up modem or waiting for ages for that green light to come on...and they'll be thankful for it. However, it was during this time that I met my husband on the internet. We had both signed onto AOL at the end of 1997. His username was "webroter" - it should have been "wee brother" but his typing wasn't very accurate. Mine was "Po Yee". Hence the name "wepo". AOL had these New Members Lobbies, similar to today's chat rooms, which allowed members to hold conversations or ask questions about the internet in real time. One day we both ended up in the same lobby and my husband sent me an instant message: "Hi there"...the rest, as they say, is history.
Friday, 28 September 2012
The love birds
To say I'm a little
obsessed with wood isn't far off. My house is littered with wooden
things, from ornaments to furniture, to my crafts - I love wood. Even my children know what to buy me for a gift..."anything wooden will do for mummy!"
Monday, 24 September 2012
Mr Owl
It's been a
while since I made something, probably because I've been busy knitting. Working
on some new designs and trying to get my so call "business" back into
some kind of shape. The owl is hand cut, using my one and only scalpel
and finished off with a dark backing. Old age is definitely catching up on me
that I now have to remove my glasses to see what I am cutting.
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