May 24, 2007 13:08
The fashion designer was still in the bar, in the booth he'd taken over with design work.
Just at the moment he was working at the treadle sewing machine that he borrowed from bar, making a patchwork feaux-punjabi top, tidy secure stitches on the underside to hold it together, and once it was done he'd put bit decorative frankenstein stitches on the topside.
He's only had coffee today folks, beware of hyper babbling if you go poke him.
snowball,
clive