Warning off topic. Embarrassingly (although I don’t know why I find it embarrassing, probably because of the micky taking than ensues after I reveal it) I belong to a sewing circle
I was finding doing something tricky so looked for a tutor and ended up at Dillington House (one of those beautiful old piles that are somehow owned and run by the council that they use for educational days a lot like Missenden Abbey) and while I was there I was invited to join a sewing group a bit closer to home. The tutor was so lovely, one of life’s rarities, kind, gentle, extremely knowledgeable and a natural teacher so I had to go along.
There was some hesitation when the offer was extended and when I arrived I could see why. They’re all in their late sixties early seventies and being over 20 years younger there was some concern I’d fit. They are all indeed genteel ladies. I love that twice a month I’m propelled into the quiet, gentle world where everything is peaceful, it’s easy to forget you have that part to your personality, it’s a balm for the soul in a different way to motorcycling, I highly recommend it. Haha on a motorbike forum recommending everyone takes up sewing and joins a sewing circle, let the slaughter commence