Fabric retail.......

One has been most fortunate to have another delightful day with my sewing bee friends. We spent some time in a little old market town a mere thirty minutes away in the carriage from our little estate. We had purposely made the journey to visit a most delightful fabric retail shop. Deary me, the choice, the colours, oh my, my, sheer bliss. All three left said shop with a little something or more to be delighted with. I have no doubt dear reader, we shall return, before err long, for there was much to delight the eye for the dress and home maker, so very much. After a number of hours browsing both dress and furnishing fabrics, we rested a while and enjoyed a most welcome cup of something, a very welcome refreshment indeed. The three of us are rather fond of independent retailers who offer something a little different and were not disappointed in this lovely little market town. We did venture forth once more and found ourselves in one such shop where we all three fell for a pair of shoes apiece (thankfully, all completely different styles). Sense however prevailed for two of us, despite the pair one coveted oneself being quite the most beautiful and comfortable shoes one had ever had the joy to try. One could not, however, justify in any way the cost, for one's eyes watered on espying the price tag. Such a sad, sad moment, my dears, for they were a feast for both the eyes and feet; never before had a pair of shoes fitted so well and felt so right but, a second glance at the price tag saw one wisely return them whence they sat. The beautiful leather and cashmere goods were to die for but one's conscience could not allow it. Practicality will out, and there is much left to do upon the estate.

On our return, after a short interval and light repast, we set to and completed the garment that been started a week or so ago at our last Sewing Bee meeting. The male guardian arrived as we were finalising the double stitched hems and sensibly took himself off in to the orchard to bask in the sunshine with a restorative cup of tea and a little something to nibble. He did not wish to reprise his previous experience of three twittering ladies in various stages of undress before him as he unexpectedly arrived home. Far too early in the day for such displays, my dears. 

These days are such a joy and others are already in the planning stages. New patterns are being sought for the fabrics purchased and much discussion and debating will ensue. Further little outings will also feature, for information purposes, you understand. One really should do one's research do you not agree.