A North London pub on a Friday night? You’ll be lucky if you get a ‘please’ or a ‘thank you’ from most bar staff. The fact that Ollie patiently endured my pleading smiles as he ran from customer to customer is pretty amazing. The extra fact that he finally found the spare five minutes to indulge a sewing and knitting blog is even more amazing.
‘Yes, Karen. My rock god credentials mean that I can indulge you on a monumental scale and give your silly witterings an iota of street cred. No, I won’t tell you where the best place is to buy skinny jeans. No, Karen, I won’t give you a half pint of cider on the house, no matter how much you beg.’
That there is an MMJ24 blog post today is nothing short of a miracle. I’ve been REALLY busy, getting through work to clear my desk for … a four-day break in Paris. But this means I am missing So Zo’s Brighton meet-up. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. I can just imagine everyone in Brighton chatting, shopping, comparing notes… Without me!!!! On the other hand… fabric, Paris, fabric, Paris, credit cards, because I’m worth it, fabric, Paris.
The fact that I booked the hotel and the fact that the hotel is in the fabric-buying centre of Paris is an utter coincidence and if other people allow me to book hotels when they know I have a serious sewing addiction is not my fault and I probably won’t buy anything anyway and really it will be fine because I have loads of fabric and don’t need anything else…