The Final Coundown

Well, only 1 sleep until the Ayr Racecourse Hospice Shopping Event tomorrow night. I'm not usually apprehensive about these things, but this is the first night I am selling my own products as opposed to stock. Will people like them? Will people like them enough to buy them? Will they like them enough to recommend them to others? Better stop there, in case I wind myself up too much.

Think we've done all we can. My pal Christine has been knitting socks like a machine, I've been washing and drying quilts and finalising price lists and all the bumf. Still have to get details out there to take away.


So, for all folk looking for early Christmas presents in aid of a very good cause, look out for Fankle Quilting and Knitting at  Ayr Racecourse on Wed 26th October and spend, spend, spend!

Thanks x

The art of perfection...

...is something I have never mastered. I have a healthy amount of 'oh that'll do' when am crafting, although when making presents for specific people I do tend to take more care.

I could use the excuse that 'only Allah is perfect' as a reason for my occasional slap-dash approach, but being non-religious I won't. Call it the desire to move onto the next thing more quickly. And everything I make is perfectly serviceable, and usually pretty ok.

So that's my quilting done, and the binding almost done, and only the perfectionists will be taking me to task on this one. Non-crafters can swoon in awe at my brilliance. Crafters can kiss my ass.

Glad we got that sorted :)

Working on the chain (piecing) gang

Have another quilt in progress, well, 3 actually, as 1 is basted (white one below), one is quilted but not bound, and another is in pieces hovering round the ironing board/sewing machine, and it feels pretty good. I like having a few things to work on, being of the butterfly-mind persuasion. The thought of only one project to work on seems really dull and binding somehow. I think I must like having the illusion of choice, even when decided by my own twisted brain.

Or it could be something to do with my personality type, ISTP, which is my new excuse for being rubbish sometimes. Well, there must be something in it, and it explains why my career path is a series of dead ends, rather than a road stretching out ahead of me, like Himself's .Humph.

But having a few projects on the go means that finishing them all happens roughly at once, and makes me feel great to suddenly have a load of complete items. Which is just as well as I'll be selling at the Ayr Racecourse Hospice Shopping Event on Wed 26th October with my pal Christine, also a quilter. We may even make some money! And that is a very nice thought at the minute....

Crikey, it's been a while...

Not been completely idle though, been working on these:

Quilts on Facebook, check me out :)

Although now that I've found Words with Friends online, it's getting harder to tear myself away from a Scrabble game and the fire, now that autumn in most definitely here. Looks like a dress rehearsal for the Flood outside just now....