Phew, it is good when you get to the last day and unusually as it is a Sunday, it was a busy one. We have sold boatloads of yarn, all the special stuff John had spun was sold, and we came home with hardly any yarn at all. The stand was looking very, very empty by the time the show closed. Quite a few ladies who bought yarn last year came wearing what they had made to show us. One has given up on winter coats as the alpaca shawl she made is so cosy and an elderly lady brought the Sasha Kagan jacket she has knitted. It is a very complicated pattern and she had done it beautifully. There seemed to be a lot of knitters this year and we took more money than ever before.
When we got to the show on Sunday morning the stall opposite had ben trashed. Called Itchydoo they sell beads and apparently someone had gone into the stall after the show had closed, pushed through the curtain that had been put up to stop people doing just that and the big wire grids that hold all the beads had crashed on top of her. The floor was a huge heap of beads and the all other bead stallholders came to help putting it all back together again, very nice of them.
We had a really good dinner out with THE SONS on Saturday night, an extremely nice pub with excellent food. Little did I realise that Alex was learing to knit having joined the Stitch & Bitch group that meets at the Royal Festival Hall – amazing. He can teach me.
There was an enormous traffic jam on the North Circular which meant we did’t get to Devon until 11 oclock last night. We were very tired and a bit achey after four days standing up, my feet were hurting a lot by the time we got to the evening. Chas has been counting the money this morning and there is a big wodge on his desk – that’s the good bit.
Tom A –
Thanks for the lovely pub dinner! I enjoyed that.