I love my trips to London.

I didn’t love the 5.30am start  to get to the station on time, but by 7am I was happily ensconced on the train with coffee and a snack and my studies.  It seemed a waste not to get ahead with the paper I need to submit this week.

By 9.15 I was in London and heading out to the Goldhawk Road.  Suddenly 5.30am seemed like a great idea again!

I may have bought some Libery cotton lawn:

And some silk/viscose jersey:

And some poly satin to line a tweed waistcoat for The Husband:

I swear I could have bought about 50 more metres but it’s 3 weeks to Christmas and fabric shopping is the last thing on my list.  The pieces I bought are specifically required to complete outfits.

Well, maybe not the Liberty.

But at £7 a metre it would have been rude not to take it.

And I didn’t buy any of the 7 or 8 other designs that would have been lovely in my wardrobe!

I then hot tailed over to Marylebone to meet up with Alice-who-isn’t-a-cat.

Loving the new 'do'!

We lunched and laughed and window shopped.

Then I decided I was missing my family too much so caught the mid afternoon train. I was home to tuck the babies up in bed.  🙂

6 Responses to London

  1. PendleStitches says:

    It really was very lovely.

  2. xtiand says:

    The Liberty fabric is beautiful, good choice!

    • PendleStitches says:

      I thought so. I really couldn’t resist. They had rolls and rolls of it and I could have gone crazy…but then the kids wouldn’t have got Christmas presents and that would have made me a very bad mummy. Albeit one with very nice blouses!

  3. Sounds like a lovely, lovely day…and you bought some gorgeous fabrics. Looking forward to seeing what you do with that Loberty fabric. And why is the lovely Alice who isn´t a cat called that?! Or did I miss that story before I “found” your blog?

    • PendleStitches says:

      Alice-who-isn’t-a-cat is so called to distinguish her from Alice-who-is-a-cat who is my antisocial elderly cat. Alice the cat is seldom seen in real life never mind on this blog. This scenario has significantly increased since Archie arrived as she is most disgruntled that we’ve replaced Charlie, with whom she had an entente cordial covering the space between the front door and the stairs!

      I can’t wait to crack on with the fabric. Sadly the studies are eating all my time at the moment and in the evenings I’m curling up in front of the fire rather than shivering in the sewing loft. 🙁

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