Patchwork

Sean had been given double guest list places for The National, so he invited us along but when we arrived, the PR had noticed their mistake. We went for a wander along the South Bank instead, where the trees were wrapped in polka dots.

I’ve started making a patchwork quilt for our bed, which should be really cosy when winter comes. My Mum use to make quilts and won awards for them, so the knowledge must be in my brain somewhere.

It’s quite a repetitive task but it gets addictive, so I need to hunt out some good podcasts to listen to while I sew. So far, I’ve been watching True Blood which I love.