Definitely Not London
Although I’ve lived in London for (wince) 18 years, I hail originally from Derbyshire, growing up in a town on the edge of the Peak District. Pretty, huh?
Actually, no, ‘pretty’ isn’t the word. Rugged, epic, sometimes bleak, always inspiring are much better words to use. When I first visited the county of Surrey as a young adult, I looked about at all the lush trees and verdant lawns and said, ‘But it’s so … green!’ I’d grown up surrounded by gorse, heather, moss. There’s nothing lush about the north and that’s why I love it. Can’t live there – I ran down to London as quick as my young little feet would carry me – but I love what it represents.
I went home recently. ‘What’s that got to do with sewing?’ I hear you ask. Okay so first off, the train journey:
My sewing time at home is precious; train journeys are windows of empty space to be filled. So when a Sewist has inserted a panel the wrong way round and then overlocked the seam (insert swear word of your choice) it felt only right to take this painfully slow unpicking task onto the train with me. Here’s my latest make of the Pendrell blouse and a seam ripper enjoying the fast moving view from the window. I think the fact that I sat on a train and worked my way through this officially and finally puts me in the Eccentric Bat category.
Whilst I was at home, my dear old ma whisked out her overlocker to give me a demonstration:
Thanks for all your advice and tips about buying an overlocker. Some invaluable information there and some exploratory trips to shops in order, methinks.
I made a friend.
If you’re ever in the Derbyshire area, I really recommend going for lunch here. It’s super-lovely. You should also pop over to the Chatsworth House Farm Shop:
Check out those pork pies!
Okay, I’ll admit – pork pies have absolutely zero to do with sewing. Back on topic, I also wore my Lady In Red dress on this trip, but I can’t share photo evidence of that due to the fact that all photos of me in the dress feature droopy eyelids, shiny cheeks and a wonky smile. Yeah, we were celebrating someone’s birthday, Yes, that person had turned 40. Okay, so a wine or two may have been consumed! Even Ladies In Red can get tired and emotional sometimes…