PATCHWORK SHOPPING

I have had a great weekend - I went to visit the daughter at Uni, and whilst there managed to visit the local patchwork shop in the town. I t is always great to visit other patchwork shops other than the regular one where I live and drive the staff nuts. You know how it is - there is a l w a y s something that you havent seen, or just s o m e t h i n g that you have to have. As soon as we arrived the town, I was keen to get out of the car not realising that my husband's expensive sunnies were on the floor under my feet - whoops - they were squished as I got out the car. The poor dear sat in car trying to reshape his sunnies whilst I had quickly escaped into the patchwork shop. After about half an hour in the shop, and feeling very guilty, I watched from the shop window as he continued to reshape the frames. I thought it best to return to the car . After another 5 minutes of him still sitting there fiddling, I decided, I may as well get back into the shop for a longer squizz. Oops!!! an expensive stop that one was - am now up for a new pair of sunnies!!!!!