bollocks philosophy with this one. Gareth saw the fabric, Gareth liked the fabric and said he wanted black with it, I made a shirt
However, I learnt several interesting facts about world geography whilst making this one
– madagasgar is situated just off the north coast of scotland
– Brasil has a land border with Nigeria
– Australia and Scandinavia don’t exist (which reminded me of the tale of foulke fitz warren, which confidently asserts that in Sweden, “there are no men, only serpents and other foul beasts)
-England has a city called “shetfield”
I think there may have been a reason the fabric was somewhat moderately priced… Seriously though, Gareth has the worst sense of direction of anyone I have ever met, so I’m just hoping that next time he goes to Shetfield to get drunkenend with Dr Dirt, he doesn’t rely on his shirt to navigate home or I may never see him again.
Hang on, was there meant to be a downside to that?
BUt can I get a squee for aeroplane buttons?
What little boy wouldn’t want those on his shirt?
Honestly, I will get this silly crap out of my system soon, and there will be a historical embroidery post sometime within the next week.