I had a moment of excitement followed by a fairly swift disappointment this evening. When we moved into the house ten years ago, I’d been making spinach pie, only to discover that the oven didn’t work. However, whilst making beeswax wraps tonight I started twiddling around with the knobs on the cooker and I thought I’d discovered the solution.
As you will have realised, this was not to be. The iron I had acquired through Freegle hadn’t been hot enough either, though it did melt the wax sufficiently to spread it around the fabric. So, I will hold onto it for emergencies.
The good news is that, because wax has a low melt point, by covering the wrap with baking paper to protect it from the glare of the grill, a minute of so under the grill brought pleasing results.
The fabric was another matter. Being very thin, it proved rather difficult to draw the outline and then cut the wrap out. The pinking shears could also probably do with sharpening, if that is possible, but at least there is now another beeswax wrap to add to the collection.
Apart from being compostable and a fun winter evening activity, making such wraps is a great way to prolong the life of a favourite item of clothing, as long as the fabric is 100% cotton (I guess linen would also be fine). I’d bought this top from an interesting service station off the A9 near Perth – after a foray into the Highlands of Scotland – and it was sad when it became unserviceable. But now I can continue to use it, albeit in a different form.