Woke up to a frosty morning - not this view, unfortunately, but frosty nevertheless.
I say "woke up", but as the whippet had cried three times in the night (4ish for a spot of business in the garden, 5ish and 6ish because he was cold and we'd forgotten his pyjamas) I wasn't really asleep...
The above is Mother's track to the cottage in Wales, taken in February. I forgot to take my camera out this morning , too busy being cold with hands shoved in pockets. Also too busy being tired and too busy trying to recover from last night's teaching - an observed teaching session. In other words, someone came and sat in the corner going through my file, then kept trying to chat to me but was unable to due to:
- five machines with tension issues
- one machine continually snagging the thread on the needle and needing constant rethreading.
- two people with embroidery feet they didn't know how to fit
- one embroidery foot inexplicably jamming up and stalling the machine
- several cases of people stitching their hoops into their work
- one wonderful textural example of what happens if you leave the presser foot up whilst free machining
- one exploding foot pedal, complete with acrid smoke
Could have been worse - the three who removed their feet altogether could have stitched through their fingers.
(That last sentence only makes sense if you are a machine embroiderer).