I love these guild gathering days. In our part of the north of England, there are several guilds in reasonable travelling distance of one another, and a habit is forming of one of us hosting a friendship day at some point in the summer.
Invitations go out to the guilds, to a few people selling stuff. Maybe a project is set in motion to show off work done during the year.
Then a group within the guild gets together and organises a simple lunch, a raffle, sometimes even silly games - with prizes!
Saturday was Bowland. The DSM and I would have gone anyway, but we were asked to take our wares. Which meant we should have arrived fairly early, but didn't, because someone took us by a very scenic route. Involving a rather deep ford, but we survived it. By the time we had gone around in a circle, stopped to consult the OS map several times, found some extremely charming single track lanes - we were a bit late! Still, they forgave us.
It was a lovely day, despite the rather appalling weather which included a lengthy, rumbling thunderstorm. We got to chat to a lot of people, many old friends, but a few new ones, one of whom only lives just up the hill from me - so hopefully, I see some companionable spinning sessions coming up.
These things though are really hard to photograph, and most of the ones I took are fuzzy, or have caught folk with daft expressions on their faces. So I'm only including this one.
Names withheld to protect the innocent........
Yesterday. Now, yesterday, I did manage to get quite a lot of spinning accomplished, until - well. We don't all that often watch much Wimbledon these days, but as it was a somewhat damp day, decided to put the Men's Final on at 2 o'clock. So, with a late start, two rain breaks, and the way the match went, it finally concluded at around 9.15, with the spinning abandoned and two exhausted - spectators.
What. A. Match. That's all I can say.
Photos of yarn soon, maybe.
Monday, July 07, 2008
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Best. Match. Ever.
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