As I open the door to the staircase I hear the faint sounds of Dancing Queen and get a whiff of perfume intermingled with oestrogen….I’ve made it! Mind you….there was about forty minutes (which felt like hours btw) when I didn’t think I would. Whoever put the Google map together for the city centre needs some lessons in the road rules…..It is I-L-L-E-G-A-L to turn the wrong way into a one way street…..and I’m NOT happy that I ended up on the freeway, then on the other side of the river…I thought these maps were made for people like me…..with no sense of direction…not BY them!
All was forgotten as I raced up the stairs and saw the sea of cardigan clad crafters…..I controlled the urge to happy dance up to the counter to pay for my ticket (I did not want to be thrown out before I had even set a foot in the door). For the next two hours I mooched, fondled and squeaked (I’ve had laryngitis since Wednesday) my way around. I had a bit of a spend…..and added to my stash….
I love this booth….all fq’s are $3.50! I’m collecting cat fabric for a future cat quilt…..These are the latest additions.
These are some silks for knitting and perhaps crocheting (when I eventually teach myself how to do it!) The top one just caught my eye….with endless possibilities…and besides it is pink, shiny and feels good to stroke! I can’t go past sari silk…*moves on before I start drooling on the keyboard*….The Debbie Bliss Pure Silk….*goes slightly weak at the knees* I have no idea what I will do with it….yet….Something will come to me….with a little help from Ravelry probably!
The Noro feels like string! From what I’ve read and seen on blogs is that when Noro is washed that it miraculously softens. (I’ve read it on the Internet…so it must be true…or I hope it is true…otherwise I’ve done my dough!) As for the other two balls….they are a wool/soy (80/20) blend. Before I visited this booth I technically knew what drape was when it came to knitting….After seeing and feeling the scarf the vendor was knitting I UNDERSTAND drape now….I was so enamoured with this yarn that she could have probably sold me a truck load and I wouldn’t have blinked! I can see some luverly fingerless mittens coming out of these three!
I couldn’t resist this gadget when I saw it….It is a retractable scissor keep on a broach. Now The Missus won’t be telling me to get my scissors out from under my leg when I’m doing x-stitch….I’ve never stabbed, cut or snipped myself…..yet. (Keeping Murphy’s Law in mind I’ll be keeping them in plain view tonight….I don’t fancy a trip to Royal Perth Hospital on a Saturday night with a pair of stork scissors sticking out of my leg or somewhere much more embarrassing….mind you, I don’t fancy that ANY time!)
These were my two favourite quilts….both were part of the Australian Patchwork and Quilting (magazine) competition with a fantasy theme…..
I love all the detail in this one….It would make a gr8 Halloween wall hanging.
The figure in this one almost looked like it could fly out of the background….and grab you!
There was a display dedicated to The Royal Flying Doctor Service as part of last year’s centenary. The question says it all. Dad was taken to hospital on their plane when we lived in the Pilbra….It used to take four days to drive to Perth on unsealed roads….
Dad used to put the lights down at night for the RFDS planes in places like this….
The only thing that didn’t feel quite right today was not having The Missus with me. I share everything with her….including the lurgy….She woke up sick and couldn’t go…..So a bit of spoiling was in order! After I went up the road to vote for the daylight savings referendum I visited this place…..I almost feel like Charlie having a chocolate factory round the corner…
The Missus is an avid cap collector….she likes chocolate….and chocolate lip balm sounds good enough to eat!
The honey is mine (The Missus doesn’t eat it)….I visited the apiarist around the corner, as I was all out of honey! Fresh honey is divine….and there is such variety. This one is Flooded Gum….I’ve not had it before, but thought the name sounded interesting….which is the usual way I pick! It has a rich flavour and isn’t all that sweet….I had to taste test it when I got home….and it also soothed my throat….so now I’m croaking more than squeaking!
Lestat decided to get in on the act….and as with everything else….the honey had to be “owned”…Lucky the lid was on tight!
These are three Highland calves which live on the apiarist’s property. Their (huge and hairy) mum was nearby under another tree. They are quite used to people coming and going….just sit and watch it all going by. You can see how dry it is just now….rain is forecast for the middle of next week….I hope we get it.
Lestat was dozing so I gently slid my hand out from under his chin so I could type this post……and this is how he stayed!