Saturday, October 23, 2004

One week later.....

This week has vanished in something of a blur, what with recovering from jetlag and poor old himself having a cold and being at home....I didn't say a word!

Yesterday I was teaching, and though I says it myself, I think it went ok. And I didn't fall asleep, even though one of my group bought me a glass of wine at lunchtime, which I simply could not reject. Enjoyed it, too. Maybe one can be too prissy.

Something of a SOAR report: it was good, but different. I am not sure if that is me, it, other people, Interweave or all of the above.
OK, class first. Good. I got what I wanted from it, although I have forgotten some of it already, I realised in the middle of last night. Oh, well, no doubt it will return. Retreat sessions - well, I never manage more than two my ageing brain can't seems to cope with the quick turnaround. My session with Elaine Benfatto on tapestry crochet was ace, as I had expected. She is a cool teacher, super person, and I loved the technique. Although it will take me a while - if ever - to manage the trick of having both yarns available on the hand.
Partying was good - some new people, excellent; and most of the usual suspects I have grown to know and love. It is sometimes too hard to catch up with all of them, other stuff gets in the way. I need to work harder on persuading some of them to make it over here, especially as we shall not be going next year.

Market. Strangely quiet. Lots of vendors, and some pretty cool stuff, although I was reasonably restrained. Spindles, of course, including the lovely blue flower Golding. One little Forrester was destroyed after Security went through our bag on the return journey and didn't bother to repack things properly. Everything else arrived safely. I bought yarn this year, unusual for me. I will go through it again soon, and maybe log a list........

The difference was all the political talk. Maybe it was with us being Brits, but everyone seemed to want to talk about the forthcoming election, and all the whyevers and what-ifs. It was very heartening (like "The Frogs" audience) and yes, I do know that we get to meet an unusual subsection of the population, but all the same.....Something about all this doesn't really add up.

Anyway, I have spent the week spinning samples for my class yesterday, and knitting. I actually tried sewing two of the waistcoat strips together experimentally, and it looked good, so I shall press on with that. I am feeling very enthusiastic about some of the yarn and fibre I have brought home with me, and am looking forward to a "normal" (I write that knowingly, but hey! Normal, we ain't!!) week to really get going with stuff again.

And finally - talked to a few people at SOAR about photos, and have a few directions to go in. I will persevere, but I will no longer bleat on about it. One day it WILL happen. Until then - silence.


gw

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