Silly Sunday skirt.
I think the quilters will agree with me that printed cotton is the crack cocaine of the fabric world. I don’t even quilt but I always think “ohh I’m sure I could find a use for half a metre or so of that, and it’s sooooo cheap”
Compared to the wools I use for costume, the £4 a metre stuff on leeds market is like sweeties.
This is why Gareth ends up with so many mad shirts.
Also, lots of little leftover bits that I don’t have the heart to throw out. So at the beginning of summer I started sewing them together to make a ruffly skirt.
Honestly, I think there’s a mad skirt gene running down my mothers side of the family.
I did take this to our neighbour, Charlotte, yesterday, because unlike me Charlotte is a proper seamstress who actually knows what she’s doing. I asked her if she thought it was too foofy.
She said no. I think she may have been having a laugh at my expense.
But it has- Asparagus, Buttons, COws, Dolls house furniture, Elephants, Foxes, Greenhouse windows, Hearts, Iced cakes, Killer bees, Liquorice all sorts, Maps, Notions with which to sew, Old postage stamps, Poultry, Questionable florals, Russian dolls, Safety pins, Tape measures, Union jacks, Various polka dots, Wheels, X-rayed dinosaurs, and Zoo.