PLEASE MISS THE DOG ATE MY HOMEWORK
Way back when in the soggy damp days of I don't know when I foolishly decided that my summer wasn't full enough.
I turned my blind eye towards the enormous mountain of costumes pilling up on my cutting table.
I turned my blind eye towards the ridiculous amount of knitting and crochet the Ninjas had to do.
I turned my blind eye towards the boys summer holidays.
I turned my blind eye towards all the work we are doing to the house to make it beautiful and presentable in the vague and vain hope that one day some one may buy it,
and I signed up for a course.
You will be.
Because I actually signed up for two courses.
I am beginning to wonder if I had a touch of brain fever that evening.
I am trying to blame the Hippy, I mean when I told him what I was thinking of doing he did not laugh in my face and tell me I was insane.
But then again he never does no matter how stupid and hair brained my schemes are.
No he just shrugged and raised a quizzical eyebrow at me.
Of course the inevitable happened.
The course is in its last and final throws and I am just about nearly limping to the end of the final week of tasks.
I have been rather enjoying my self though.
It is called "An Embroiderer's Ledger" and is run by the ever amazing Karen Ruane.
Some of you may remember me taking one of her courses last year on button making.
Lots of work with colours and a bit of painting, stitching on paper and cloth, though I don't have any pictures of the cloth to show you yet.
I've been finding my way a bit with it all, but now really feel as though I have got in to my stride.
It will probably take me till next christmas to finish, but hopefully I will get there.
Though goodness only knows what I am going to do about course number the second which is supposed to be starting quite soon.
Love Nora xxxx