Rye

I have making quite a few things from this beautiful shop over the last year, all bought by mail order. I suddenly realised I was going to be only 20 mins away so had a smashing morning out. I spent ages in there organising patterns and materials of things I wanted to make next. That’s my winter sewing sorted.

Another afternoon of sitting and chatting, then I made us all fabulous pizzas for tea. Except Clare. I forgot her Parmesan sprinkles and hers ended up in a hot bit of the oven. She was very polite about her burnt, dry husk of a pizza.