Bagging Boconnoc part 3
Well, who’d have thought it! Flying starts and fine weather on two days running!! The last people we spoke to on Saturday afternoon came back as soon as we opened up the “shop”, ready to sew themselves a bag each.
Julie (in the stripey top) organised the craft tent and invited us to take part. Thank you Julie, we had a great time! She came along on Sunday afternoon and made a bag very proficiently – but then, she told me she used to be a professional machinist, so as well as looking for the foot pedal when starting to sew, she also missed the “knee lift” that operates the presser foot on industrial sewing machines. 😀
Later that same day…… do you recognise them? I found this photo in someone else’s photostream when I searched for “Boconnoc” on flickr.com
Our son Richard came over for the day and had a good look around at all the exhibits and attractions.
Sunday proved to be the most popular day for families to visit. We had decided beforehand that NO under 12’s could sew, 12-16 with a responsible adult present, but a few children wound the handles for their mums, grannies, aunties.
Harry was helping to make a bag for his teacher, to be presented at the end of term next week.
He was very good at stopping instantly he was told to – well done, Harry! 😀
As you can see, it got pretty busy
The lady in the foreground had the stall back to back with ours. She and her husband each made a bag. We discovered that I am half an hour older than she is – how often does one’s date of birth come up in conversation? Not often, I find, now I’m an adult (allegedly). And to find a twin? Very rare…. 😀
Another steamy photo for you –
https://www.flickr.com/photos/28356801@N08/14516705749/
Flanaghan’s were the purveyors of every kind of burger from alpaca and alligator to zebra, via kudu and ostrich. There were dozens of unfamiliar animals to sink your teeth into, allegedly……….. 😕 Richard has asked me to tell you that he wanted one of the advertised llama burgers, but they’d run out (loped off?) so he had to settle for a horse burger. I had a venison burger from the wild food stall where I bought the nettle falafels on Friday.
https://www.flickr.com/photos/28356801@N08/14516688870/
We made 22 bags on Sunday, plus a half-made one by our last customer of the day. She was a young lady of 12 who sewed a lot at home, but went off to find Mum so she could sew with us on a hand-crank – a new experience, especially as the machine (85 years old and counting, been working for 3 solid days) had a hissy fit and went a bit cranky. We almost managed to finish the bag, but Mum had been watching how to do french seams and was confident that they’d be able to complete it at home, otherwise we could have put down 23 for Sunday.
Considering how full up the craft tent had been, we didn’t have too much trouble bringing the car over, loading up with Richard’s help, and getting back to the caravan.
Kettle on first, then I made dinner – our Sunday camping stand-by – corned beef hash. We ALWAYS used to have that on Sundays when camping or caravanning as you need a couple of potatoes and everything else is tinned, so safe to eat with no fridge. It took me right back to the days when we had a caravan full of kids – all sleeping in a row like little sardines. 😀
A safe, quick journey home rounded off another lovely morsbagging weekend 😀
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