Stitch and bitch - the aftermath
In short - it rocked. It was like one of those American movies where everyone is in shorty pyjamas and drinking bourbon and cokes, and someone accidentally bonks someone over the head with a pillow, and then the feathers start flying and...
Oh hang on, that was something else.
Seriously, Stitch and Bitch was a blast. Fantastic company, and a truly great example of how good women are at multi-tasking. We stitched, we bitched and also we solved global warming, world hunger, several dichotomies and some quandaries.
The Editter came, she was very lovely. She obviously has a very good memory, so will hopefully give a bit more detail about the evening. I don't have memory, just beer. I can tell you this, she doesn't wear one of those editor hats and carry a pencil. Of course it turned out that everyone basically knew everyone either directly or with one degree of separation. That is Wellington for you.
There were lots of people who couldn't make it because of foul lurgies and crappy weather. I think in the future it will be a substantially larger event.
It was a really lovely evening. And productive. Next time I'm going to try and make something a bit more exciting than a scarf.
Oh, mens are welcome to come too. You know, with your hammers and spanners. Seriously, come and knit or embroider or fimo or write or draw or wear shorty pyjamas and carry a pillow.
8 comments:
Well done that actually sounds fantastic Martha Stewart would be proud
although tis true I have a good memory, I have no recollection of the accidental bonking.
it was indeed a blast and you are the hostess with the mostest, even to blogstalkers like me.
my word verification is wvhand which has bits of wanda harland in it but is also sort of *waves hand*
Can we expect to see you at Craftwerk?
ps. um, could I ask for a link to my blog please? God, this is more awkward than trying to ask a girl out.
Jesus Hadyn, I'm sorry. I was sure you were linked. Will repair forthwith.
I have every intention of getting creative and having a stall, but I haven't booked one yet.
Prisoner of the Hutt. Sounds like a great film title.
Thanks for the link. I knew there must be a mistake somewhere. I'll have to fire my PA.
I had a gun and sharp needles.
The rule is "meet in public, or make sure you have a gun and sharp needles".
Most people forget the second part of the rule.
OK to give my digger an oil change?
Sounds like an excellent idea. You could landscape our garden while you're at it.
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