Not confident to go
it alone, my next step in concurring my fear of sewing machines was to hunt
down some sewing/patchwork/quilting classes … if I was to walk through the
gates of hell – yep, being over dramatic again.
I happily stumbled
across a patchwork and quilting shop called ...
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... that held classes and
squeezed my way onto their class list!
Luckily for me, one
of the shop owners took pity on me and took me under her straight-line-sewing,
perfect-colour-placing-wing and introduced me to the lovely ladies I would join
on a Monday night.
I had struck gold!
After talking about
what I was hoping to achieve from my new-found classes (and explaining my past
history with sewing machines) I was wisely steered towards a lovely (and simple!) baby quilt
apty named “Shhh Baby Sleeping".
So, that was it.
Now that I had a pattern in hand, it was time to choose the fabric … which turns out to be my
favourite part!
Sx
p.s this post has not been sponsored by Patchwork At Homespun
So now every Monday night, my very own creative genius, heads out for a fun filled night of quilting mayhem. Leaving me alone to bath two blondes (aged 3 and 19 months), and put them to bed. Little does she know this is the best night of week for the girls as we stay up late, jump on the beds and basically behave very badly... Mick AKA Hubby, AKA Quilting Widower
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