I can’t believe it’s so long since I last posted – sorry. Life just seems to have swept my feet out from under me recently as it’s been really busy down the mill plus there’s been so much else going on too. It was Fibre East in Bedfordshire last weekend and it was on a new site. The stall holders were spread out across various classrooms, halls and marquees, I reckon any visitor who managed to see every stall deserved a badge! It was meltingly hot in the sports hall where we were sited so obviously I had to go for a wander. Bad idea – it meant I spent the most money at any show this year. I thought you might like to see my spoils.
I have no use for a victorian bobbin and shuttle but I love old wooden tools There are tools in my garden shed that I keep for their beauty, stroking them each time I enter and then ignoring them for a lighter more modern version. The yarn is going into cushion covers for a friend and the buttons I just couldn’t resist. I did walk away but they kept calling to me until I had to give in and bring them home with me.
There’s just something about large white tents in a field that is so appealing but
don’t let appearances deceive you.
The sky really was that grey. This photos was taken on the Saturday morning after a very heavy deluge on the Friday evening and that fairly innocent looking puddle was deeper than you think. Inside the tents was very wet underfoot and quickly turned to mud but the site drains well and was much improved by the Sunday morning.
Our Adelaide Walker stall looked appealing and we had plenty of visitors popping in over the two days, now all I have to do is wash all the mud splattered cloths. It’s the first two day show that I’ve done with my husband and daughter. I’ve no idea where she gets the ideas from but my daughter decided to paint sheep on her nails.
When word got round she even had a couple of customers for her services and here she is painting Freyalyns’ nails. It was limited to two types of sheep, black with white faces and white with black faces.One customer nick named her Baa Lamb Charlotte and delighted in pointing her out to all her friends.
My daughter couldn’t believe it when I identified these as Herdwick sheep but they do look like them don’t you think? We travelled to and from the show in a van so we sat in the front like the three wise monkeys. For a little fun we decided to rename ourselves for the journey, Hubby decided to be Barry, I was Dave and daughter was Dave too. Well, it amused our tiny minds.
On the road again.