And that’s when I buried the cross stitch in the back garden…
This anecdote just about sums up my past weekend at the Minerva Crafts Meet Up. Memorable, full of laughs, surprises, fabric, shared experiences, new friends and outrageous stories. Oh, the stories… Few of them repeatable.
There were workshops and talks, quizzes, competitions, fabric discounts, bucks fizz, cake and really lovely new friends…
So, why was this idiot there? I’d been invited to present a talk on the topic of sewing. I chose for my theme ‘A crown is merely a hat that lets the rain in.’ I wore a crown and promised to pass it on to the Perfect Sewing Queen, if she emerged by successfully answering six questions. It is with no little delight that I report no one in the audience could pass my less than rigorous test! We were united in our lack of perfection. Funny that…
I took several past makes to share and was happy to point out mistakes. As one attendee commented, ‘We all secretly like sharing the mistakes, don’t we?’ I think she’s right!
The weekend was without doubt a resounding success. Here are the reasons I particularly liked it:
Getting out of London. As a Derbyshire girl who relocated to The Big Smoke, I have a fair amount of sympathy with anyone who waves a hand in the air and reminds us all of life beyond the M25.
The weekend. I stayed over for two nights in Darwen. I really liked the flexibility this gave me. I could chat like a maniac and a short cab ride later, throw myself on a bed. I’m half social butterfly, half introvert and I recharge my batteries with periods of solitude. A hotel room provided me with exactly that.
The mix. I really, REALLY liked the fact that anyone and everyone was in attendance. I was particularly struck by the wide and all-encompassing age range. There we were, united in our adoration of creativity, comparing notes on patterns and fabric and wool, chatting about children and parents, life, bras, the universe… We had a right old gas! I’ve already ordered my mum to come to the next meet up.
The evening do. It was at Blackburn Rovers FC! I’ve never seen sewing and football united in such beautiful harmony. When a local DJ with a broad Lancashire accent pronounces, ‘These Minerva girls know how to have fun!’ you know it’s time to hit the dance floor.
I could go on and on and on. Am I allowed to admit I’m already hatching plans for the next Minerva Craft Meet Up, should there be one and should I be invited back?
Did you attend? Did you love it as much as I did? Would you consider organising something similair in your home town?