Notes from inside

Well, if I can stop my hands from shaking (it’s been a long day thus far)  I will give you an update from deep within the world of contemporary art…guys, Stitch goes to Frieze 2015…and, sort of, survives. I’m in one of the watering holes drinking a very abstemious fizzy water and attempting to sneak…

Break

well, here we are, end of the school year. And what have we learned? Little one is not so little any more Elder is getting bigger and more grown-up and is no longer my little tiny boy Conversations with both of them are far more interesting these days And more challenging  both of which are…

The university of stitch

I could have been a market trader, me. Oh yes, sell bobbins to Lancashire I could. Maybe. Anyway, this is all to set the scene for today’s post which is about one of my favourite places on t’internet, Quilt University. Are you a graduate? Are you?! This is just a taste of the quilted stuff…