Every year my little town has a Celtic festival and it comes alive to the sounds of the Bagipes. The music is at the same time eerie but soothing , is that possible ? My Grandmother , Molly , loved the bagpipes and at her funeral they had a lone piper playing.
Here is a photo of our good friend Ian who loves to dress up for all these occassions. I did ask him what a Scotsman wears under his kilt, and believe me, I wont repeat it online. ( LOL ). He did tell me what his official title was, but I was too busy taking photos, sorry Ian.
A busy weekend usually means lots of customers , so it was all hands on deck. But my Mum has found time to do a little more stitching on the applique quilt that she is making for my Aunty. It is a reproduction quilt and the pattern will be available at the shop when its finished, so I will keep the full photo till then.
My Mum taught me all I know about sewing and she does the tiniest little stitches. She says that she does them by feel not sight because her eyesite is not too good.
Well I'm off now to write some new patterns , so keep your eye out over at the website.