Lavender satin
This afternoon I went and had coffee with Nicola. Well, we always call it coffee, but what invariably happens is that she has a cup of tea and I have a glass of orange juice. We don't usually eat anything, but since neither of us had had lunch, we were hungry. I decided this was the moment to try the chocolate fudge cake, which always looks very tempting but far too much for me; for years I've been telling myself that I just had to try it one day. So this was the day, and Nicola, rather more restrainedly, had a scone. I have to say that there really is such a thing as too much chocolate; the cake was just as lovely as it looked, but I couldn't finish it, and I didn't feel inclined to eat anything else when I got home!
Nicola's baby is due in three and a half weeks, so she is quite impressively sized at the moment and not exactly moving around very fast. She looks very well for it, though - she clearly hasn't got any of the complications that Sue had with Rachael. She said the cats had to go to the vet the other day for their booster injections, for obvious reasons, but it proved to be an unexpectedly traumatic experience because they had only the one cat box. Although the cats are sisters, they don't get on in the least, and not even Mark could persuade them both to get into the same box. I'm not sure it would have been advisable; it wouldn't have been very nice if they had ended up trying to kill each other. They tried to borrow one from a neighbour, but she wasn't in, so eventually one of the cats got taken to the vet in one of those large all-purpose cardboard boxes from Ikea. I said if it ever happened again, they were welcome to borrow mine. I've taken kittens to the vet in a cardboard box, but I'd hesitate to do it for a full-grown and determined cat.
After Nicola left, I thought I'd go and have a browse round the fabric department in case there was anything suitable for that historical costume pattern, which there was, but at £35 a metre it was really rather out of the question. However, I did find some very pretty pastel polka-dot satin at half price, and I immediately thought of little Rachael. So I had a look through the Vogue catalogue and came up with number 7000, a sweet little dress and jacket; I bought that, some of the satin, some matching plain peachskin microfibre for the dress collar and the jacket (that stuff is vile to sew by hand, but it will be worth it for the effect), and a bit of lining fabric for the jacket. I had to get some more money out of the cash machine to get a zip, a couple of buttons, a pack of interfacing and some thread, so by the time I'd finished I must have spent about £25. I wouldn't spend that on anyone else, but then she is my only niece :-). The satin came in a choice of sugar pink, aqua or lavender, and I decided the lavender would look best with her hair. I may even be tempted to buy or make her a string of beads to match, as long as I can be sure I've got something which will be reasonably robust in the face of two-year-old curiosity. Sue and Daryl tend to put her in rather practical, everyday things, but every little girl should have something nice for going to birthday parties as well.
This evening I'm going to finish cataloguing David's stock, and with a bit of luck making a good start on the descriptions for the website. He's already in something of a tizzy over Harrogate. I shall bring a good book; I shall certainly get my tasks there finished well before he finishes his, and honestly, once you've seen one knicker show, you've seen them all.
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