Porn

Of the quilt variety, people.

Now, I love fabric me.



I love sewing. I indulge in the crazy loco past time of cutting up said fabric and sewing it together again. Madness, but hey, keeps me off the streets.

Whilst enduring the early mornings with The Tinker (6am is the sticking point at the moment) I sit and read my shamefully ever expanding collection of quilting and sewing books. Well, that's in between pressing the remote control for the DVD player for the short person (DVDs are a big obsession at the moment).



Got this one last week but, lazily, left it in the packet and only got round to opening it this morning.
 



 
Oh my goodness- why did I wait? So good.
 
Usually you get a book with about 50% stuff in it you like, but this stuff is all just lovely. Inspiring even. The sort of stuff that makes a girl want to scamper to her fabric stash and get going straight away.
 
But, unfortunately, I must paint the front room this week and the combination of DIY and sewing would make my brain explode.
 
*gnashes teeth*
 
I guess I should've called this one 'Porn & Frustration'  Ooooer, that's even ruder.

Postscript: here's a piccie of a recently completed masterpiece using the book