We went to London 3 weeks ago and had a grand time. We (OK, me) wanted to check out a couple of yarn shops. Found this charming place in Hackney, Wild and Woolly Yarn Shop, so off we went. The fun of looking for yarn/thrift/stamp/fabric shops is that you step out of the usual touristy areas and discover something new. This is a lovely shop with yarn that I haven't seen before (and I've seen a lot of yarn from all over the world). I bought a ball of sock yarn (and it isn't superwash, so I'll have to make it into a shawl or remember to hand wash) from Portugal.
We asked about a good place for lunch, and the owner directed us to a little French spot a couple of doors down. Can't remember the name, but we had crepes and savory galettes for lunch. Yummy.
Then we wandered around and found a Salvation Army thrift shop. The Hubz' eyes start to gleem! This man is a thrift shop lover. And what did we find? Bunting. Seashore huts bunting.
So, being lovers of all things seashore-ish, we hung it up today. A little bit of England in our sun porch.
I want to go back. Yesterday. We're over our jet lag (took us a week), and please, pretty please, can I go back?
Knitting? Working on a very lacy shawl. Started one, hated working on it, frogged it, started another. Not enough done to even take a photograph.
Quilting? One quilt is at the quilt shop for longarm quilting; I'm working on the binding of another quilt. Will take pics when I'm done.
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