TAKING AN OLD BAG SHOPPING.Today as way of a consolation prize as his big brother and Dad have gone away for the weekend I took the Bombshell out on a quest,
We went on a bag hunt.
Well, last week I spent an afternoon drinking tea, chatting and reacquainting myself with the screens we had made for this Crafty Pint workshop.
Whilst putting the world to rights, discovering pleasing overlaps in our musical tastes and planning our crafty takeover of South West Sixteen Gillian and I screen printed a lot of bags with a lot of images.
Yesterday I realised why she looked so pleased when I offered to heat set them all, a couple of hours, a very achey arm and a very hot iron later, I bribed my two boys to stuff them with flyers for all the events happening at The Railway, the venue for all my crafty workshops.
So this morning the quest began.
Off we trotted to the farmer's market that the pub hosts once a fortnight. On the way there we spotted some of our neighbours struggling home laden with wares.
"Nice bags!" I called out.
"I know, they are giving them away for free at the market, if you hurry you may get one, they are really fab." they replied
"I know, I printed them!" I swaggered.
By this time I was glad the number one son was away as he would have been cringing at my shameing behaviour.
However Number two son was very pleased to spot some fluttering in the breeze
and adorning the stalls.
Me, in the end, gratifying though it was to see people taking their dinner home in something I had printed, was just glad to get out of the rain and have a pub lunch!
Have a good weekend people.
Love Nora xxx