Noses. (red ones, whiskery ones and an out of joint one)

Yesterday was Red Nose Day in the UK. (It is a UK thing, innit?) You can read about Comic Relief and the work they do in Britain and Africa here. What it means for the general populace is once every two years doing something suitably ridiculous to raise some money and a Friday night telethon of comedic insanity. I missed the whole lot on the telly last night (doh!) but had donated already. And Chook did her bit by wearing her jammies to school. Even some of the teachers had their jim-jams on! We'll find out the school's total raised on Monday.

I've spent the day going back and forth quilting the Mental quilt. I can only do about 20 minutes at a time of free-motioning before my shoulders end up round my ears, my eyes start to nip and my stitches get massive! So there's a lot of to-ing and fro-ing. Things were going really well, though. The thread wasn't breaking too much, the back was neat, it was starting to look really great. And then I ran out of thread. At 5.05pm on a Saturday. Meaning the only close shop that sells Gutterman cotton is closed until Monday morning. Poo. No, really, that's what I said!! Or maybe something along those lines....

So here I am debating cutting out the quilt-along pieces (I promise that'll be the next post!) and thinking maybe just slobbing out on the couch is the way to go instead. Wilson and Zepplin are happy doing it!

"whaaaaat? you're disturbing us, man!"



So, I'm kinda at a loose end. Maybe I should get down to that ironing. Naaah...