I'm laced out, recovering from a two day intensive workshop. As "light relief", I wrote this:
Workshop Musings. What have I taken on here? Why did I say I'd go? It will be far above my head Out of reach of what I know. My equipment is all ready. According to her list Except I brought some felt pens Colour pencils will be missed. So colour in the diagram, With pencils shared about Pin the pricking into place And get the bobbins out. Watch the tutor demonstrate On where the threads should lay And how to get it started - I could follow that OK! But now here comes the hard part With gimps and twists and such I must listen very closely And NEVER think of lunch! It all just seems so painful Is there one twist there or two? Should the gimp be on the inside Why wont these threads lay true! The tutor is so charming "That's very good" she smiles She must be lying in her teeth All my threads are heaped in piles! "But you've missed a little pinhole here - May I sit down?" What luck! Her fingers fly across the cloth And I stand and watch awestruck. I try again and struggle My brain's like scrambled eggs I feel so stupid, like a fool And I need to stretch my legs! But after hours of toiling Some pins finally come out And underneath's a piece of lace And I want to clap and shout 'Cause it looks like the picture Threads all where they should be The pattern is revealed at last Perhaps there's hope for even me! .....Noelene in Cooma [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://members.ozemail.com.au/~nlafferty/ - To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
