My dear sister gave me 24 hours notice that they were coming to stay on Monday. I had to clean the house & make safe for crawling baby again & finish her advent calendar. Obviously priority went to the tidy up.
Then mad sewing into the night. It all went horribly wrong about 11pm when I discovered that I cannot, in fact, quilt at all. I don't know why this should have come as a surprise as I don't quilt, I just assumed that it would be easy.
Note to self: If I ever get round to making that dream quilt I will just be a topper & ship it out to an expert that doesn't cobble & bobble.
I decided to back it with blanket to give some weight & back that to make it look finished. I sewed the blanket on with the buttons then the backing & turned through. I felt really smug with myself at this point. Then top stitch. Which is where the party ended. Looked awful. Had to undo seams several times until I gave up & went to bed in disgust. In the end I realised I'd just have to do subtle hand stitches to make it hold together & not look too bobbley.
Which meant that I had to give it to them before I had finished it, & then sit sewing it with them in the evening! Luckily they were delighted. My sweet sister was beside herself, which was exactly the response I had been hoping for. Not expecting the same from my brother but hopefully he'll appreciate his. He has the advantage of the second hanging with me having, in theory, learnt from some mistakes. By the time I get to our one I'll have it down pat!