The troops have rallied – surviving on emergency rations for days.
The hoover gave up – the new hoover looks scared
Rewards for prolonged period of self-sufficiency so far: new soap dish
Indulgence required before household rebellion.
On my calendar today is written ‘To The Beach’ in pen. Following Christmas fairs on two consecutive weekends and many weeks of preparation a sea breeze was calling.
Ely Cathedral Christmas Gift and Food Fair was a tremendous event. The blue cotton drill hereditary cash bag, handed to me by my wonderful grandparents around 1985 following its retirement from the Alcester WI cake stall, was aired and back in use (an entreprenurial spirit was always encouraged).
And yesterday Histon Handmade, a contemporary design and craft fair with 14 other makers, over 750 visitors, old friends and new, and just 3 cushions left at the end of the day. Happy stats!
The order book is full and there are busy days ahead but today Well-next-the-Sea with a kite.
The show at Craftco in September was a wonderful experience – thank you to all who visited and the great feedback. Who knew hanging cushions on the wall could be so satisfying?
Stitchery workshops are being recieved with enthusiasm. For the most recent I decided zippy bags would a good idea, not sure all participants agreed… with 10 minutes to go and a second attempt to insert a zip a voice called out ‘I’ve never had children but I imagine it’s something like this!’
More workshops in January, zips optional.
Right now, today, this minute and all minutes between now and Nov 17, I am making work for Ely Cathedral Christmas Fair and Histon Handmade. I have progressed from the calm stage through the denial stage to the batshit crazy stage. Not pretty.