I am off for 4 days to teach drawing and stitchin' in Cornwall and my Gosh I need to see the SEA like never before. Crashing waves, pelting rain, coastal paths, sand, froth, surf, mermaids, sailors, pirates, wind and rocks, yeah yeah yeah. I can feel a shanty coming on.
My wrusts ache, my thimbs hurt, my buck is baggered and my mund is flit so here we go ladies lets have a sherry and rev up the machinery. I have 11 ladies joining me to get creative in a beautiful location. We'll blast some big tunes and let our hair down in Newquay at the Bedruthan Steps Hotel and Spa.
I have rolled up number 5 and packed away 1,2,3 n' 4 safely in a corner.
Frankly, I am glad to see the back of them. Sometimes you just are so deep into something that you have to turn your back on it and walk away. I cant appreciate the time and the work and at the moment I feel that I am not enjoying the final countdown ... its been a long old stint and I feel flat and unexcited and uninspired. Its probably because I feel tired through and through. Moan Mona Lisa moan ...
When I get back from my little trip I will be refreshed and have the vigour of a superstitcher for the last and final week of stitchery witchery and my goodness gracious me ... if no 5 isnt Blingtastic with bells on by the time I have finished well ... sausages.
I thought that this weekend teaching stint was badly timed and of course I could certainly do with the time as I am very behind with number 5 BUT knees up Mother Brown, Ra Ra Ra, flash your pants I am orf to Cornwall.... I love the south west. I am really looking forward to it especially because Henry, one of my oldest pals is coming on the course. AND 3 lovely journalists are on board from Country Homes and Antiques, The Guardian and FABRIC. It is going to be such a hoot.
Spa.
Now theres a word that sings sweet music in my ears ... Spaaaaa.
Have a great weekend whatever you are up to.
I must remember to buy a bottle of sherry at the airport.
Over and Out.
Luigi Gardinelly.
My wrusts ache, my thimbs hurt, my buck is baggered and my mund is flit so here we go ladies lets have a sherry and rev up the machinery. I have 11 ladies joining me to get creative in a beautiful location. We'll blast some big tunes and let our hair down in Newquay at the Bedruthan Steps Hotel and Spa.
I have rolled up number 5 and packed away 1,2,3 n' 4 safely in a corner.
Frankly, I am glad to see the back of them. Sometimes you just are so deep into something that you have to turn your back on it and walk away. I cant appreciate the time and the work and at the moment I feel that I am not enjoying the final countdown ... its been a long old stint and I feel flat and unexcited and uninspired. Its probably because I feel tired through and through. Moan Mona Lisa moan ...
When I get back from my little trip I will be refreshed and have the vigour of a superstitcher for the last and final week of stitchery witchery and my goodness gracious me ... if no 5 isnt Blingtastic with bells on by the time I have finished well ... sausages.
I thought that this weekend teaching stint was badly timed and of course I could certainly do with the time as I am very behind with number 5 BUT knees up Mother Brown, Ra Ra Ra, flash your pants I am orf to Cornwall.... I love the south west. I am really looking forward to it especially because Henry, one of my oldest pals is coming on the course. AND 3 lovely journalists are on board from Country Homes and Antiques, The Guardian and FABRIC. It is going to be such a hoot.
Spa.
Now theres a word that sings sweet music in my ears ... Spaaaaa.
Have a great weekend whatever you are up to.
I must remember to buy a bottle of sherry at the airport.
Over and Out.
Luigi Gardinelly.
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