Hi, Pat, you wrote:
/I am just smiling about all this 'saving lace' - I made a 54-ins square
tablecloth, used for the first time on Boxing Day and our grand-daughter
immediately spilt gravy on it. No I didn't panic, in fact, I am not
going to wash it until tomorrow, as I do want to lay it flat outside -
shall put it on a towel on the patio table, hopefully, it will be
fine!! The said tablecloth took me 2 years to make and I might as well
use it sometime regardless of anything being spilt on it. /
<snip>
Yup, there's the point. And how old is this grand-daughter? Is she in
line to inherit this tablecloth -- and will you want her to, or does
someone else have "first preference" in your mind, or is it OK if the
cloth doesn't make it that long ('cuz you're going to live and use it
for another hundred years anyway, right?)? Would she treasure her
inheritance more because it was carefully wrapped and stored away, not
used, so that it was in pristine condition; or because having it reminds
her of a relaxed, forgiving grandmother who cared about the lovely bits
of life, but cared about her grand-daughter more? Would the future
owner, if there is one, want your cloth for its beauty alone, or because
it stirs up happy memories from past family occasions?
Of course, if anyone makes any kind of tablecloth that can't be washed,
they're out of they're gourd!! IMHO. :-D
Happy New Year! (tick-tick-tick-tick-...)
/*Beth Schoenberg*/
-- in sunny downtown Kambah, Canberra, where I have to come up with a
pun (and story) on "The Tea-House of the Seventh Moon" for tonight's
"Captain Parks's Imaginary Polar Expedition" party. "Tee House of the
Silver Spoon?" "T-Shirt of the Seventh Noon?" <sigh>
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