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Hello buzzy-readers! Today's "work" was a nifty collection of dull and awkward. Not much to say otherwise except that the kooky 60s fruit-bowl kit is going really well and I have been chain-stitching my plums. Yeah. It sounds like something out of the carry-on movies or maybe something with George Formby*
That's it for news, right now, I still have a plum to finish. Annoyingly it takes me 3/4 of a motif to actually get the hang of the stitch, so I them end up taking it back and doing it again? I know this is crazed perfectionist land - but - it just makes my toes curl. Next time I need to run some herringbone in the margins until I get the point.
*Acid test for Britishness - confronted by see-through panties, do you make a family movie about a down-on-his-luck pidgeon-fancying Lancashire lad and his rise to the challenge of avoiding catastrophe armed with only his ukulele? I still know huge chunks of "You Can't Go Wrong In These" since long ago and far away the_dosk thought they were the funniest thing on the planet, while I was just old enough to get embarrassed by the inuendo
That's it for news, right now, I still have a plum to finish. Annoyingly it takes me 3/4 of a motif to actually get the hang of the stitch, so I them end up taking it back and doing it again? I know this is crazed perfectionist land - but - it just makes my toes curl. Next time I need to run some herringbone in the margins until I get the point.
*Acid test for Britishness - confronted by see-through panties, do you make a family movie about a down-on-his-luck pidgeon-fancying Lancashire lad and his rise to the challenge of avoiding catastrophe armed with only his ukulele? I still know huge chunks of "You Can't Go Wrong In These" since long ago and far away the_dosk thought they were the funniest thing on the planet, while I was just old enough to get embarrassed by the inuendo