We're off to The Tasmanian Craft Fair today, flying at lunchtime & coming back on Monday arvo, with Kaz & Az, and my lovely DSSIL* & DSB*. I expect to have many tales to tell of the webbed-fingered folk who live on that fair isle, bring back much crafty booty to be ooh-ed and aah-ed over, and several 10Kg blocks of Cadbury's Chocolate to fill my arteries with cholesterol... I am telling you this, Gentle Reader, because I will not be blogging for the entire time.
Agggggggggggggh. Withdrawal. But there will be many, many photos on my return. Be warned.
Also, I'm going to attempt to smuggle bamboo knitting needles into my hand luggage, so if I get arrested, please be ready to put the hat around to bail me out. I get very irritated by our govinmint's blind stupidity on this issue - I was reading YarnHarlot's blog where she posted about the 'Stitch & Bitch' row on her plane trip to somewhere, and thinking why, oh why, is our govinmint so paranoid? Surely they've realised by now that knitters are more likely to be dangerous if they can't knit than if they can and are? Bizarre.
And just to keep everybody involved in fabric porn happy, here's something I acquired yesterday at Tessuti:
So cheerful but I have to wait until Monday before I get the scissors out & make something with it! Ah, torture.
As Daav yos'Phelium would say, "Until soon". Gotta pack!