i wandered down Berwick Street and stumbled upon a lovely shop selling fabrics and other haberdashery items.

obviously i have no money to buy metres and metres of beautiful fabric, which they had in abundance. rolls and rolls and rolls, and big wooden cutting tables, and sales assistants dressed up like they’ve walked out of a 1940s vogue magazine. but i could afford the scrappy bits, which weren’t that scrappy really. they were pretty good sized and because they were offcuts, were half-price.

so now i’ve got chocolate pinstripe material and a shiny blue pattern on dove grey base material, and i’m all ready to make something on my gratis sewing machine i got off freecycle.