No rest for the idle

Mrs Smith's new imaginary friend: Hugh Fearnley Whittingstall.  We go foraging together.  Whilst we pick blackberries and hunt for sloes, of which there is a vast scarcity this year, I ask him what it was like eating human flesh (placenta) but I am so amazed by my own bravado that I fail to listen to the answer.  I am slightly overprotective of the dog as I don't want Hugh to eat him as he does all his furry friends at Riverside Cottage.

I vowed I wouldn't start any new projects until I've finished off a few of the old ones but I went to the National Patchwork Show in Birmingham today and I was really inspired and want to make loads of lovely quilts but not til I've finished the patchwork chair.  I want to make a fish quilt, a beach huts quilt and a pineapple quilt along with finishing my Canadian quilt, my housing project and the Bayeux Tapestry.  Busy me.  I'll get cracking tomorrow and restart my house-a-day policy.