As this is a portrait done by Connor of Mummy.
This actually represents me very well,
words do not describe how tired I am, this does.
I think the red is smudge lipstick or red wine.
The hair is perfect.
I have put on weight and am looking quite round.
So I took a day out of teaching stuff (school closed for half term week, I didn't leave kids without a teacher), planning, cleaning, organising my kids, essay writing and the all important readings.
I cut up fabric.
I attempted to knit.
I drank lots of tea.
I finished Connors quilt top.
It's not up to the usual standard.
I've lost the ability to use imperial instead of metric.
Darn those inches!
I started a dress for Rachel using the above 1930's pattern.
I'm glad I have my degree in Fashion Design or I wouldn't have been able to put it together.
Rachel's taking part in a WW2 evacuation day.
Grandma has knitted a cardigan from a 30's pattern.
We have an old battered suitcase.
A genuine German (i know couldn't get an English one!) gas mask.
Long white socks.
Quilted and bound a baby quilt.
Joseph is now 3months old.
But Connor is 5 and only just getting his quilt!
I love these fabrics.
I have a tonne more for Riley's quilt.
There is no knitting picture, it's embarrassing!
Three weeks is all that there is left of my course.
Then I have three weeks at home without the kids.
I CANNOT wait.
I love my kids I love my job but....
I want to be alone with my machine.