I can hardly believe that it has been a year since last Sam and I headed to the Bendigo Sheep and Wool Show. Since then I have done so much more knitting and have so much more yarn! You might think that this alone might have curbed my stash enhancement activities, but......
Instead of the one day scramble across to Bendigo the girls and I decided to head across Friday night. Tania, bless her cotton-picking heart had booked a little two room unit for the family and rearranged her plans so that we three could stay there Friday night and her family tonight. This allowed us to head to the Ravelry breakfast organised by Feisty Wench and funded by Australian Country Spinners that was held this morning without getting up at the butt-crack of dawn.
It also allowed me to make Sam drink far too much red wine and be too hungover to eat anything at the breakfast. She did however win the best ACS-using item with her Lizard Ridge which did take some of the pain out of her throbbing head. Being a sensible girl myself, I drank a sedate organic white (plus a few small glasses of Sam's red) and was in much better knick.
A few random shots and thoughts:
The black alpacas with the black alpacas. What a shame for the poor alpacas. But then we found...
The United Nations of Alpacas and we were much happier.
You have got to love alpacas, they are just too cute! This one in particular seemed to forge a bond with Sam. What do you reckon? Love at first sight?
Once Sam started to feel a little better (it took three coffees, some Dutch pancakes and a cookie) she was forced to "take the edge off" with just a little knitting.
And about then I realised that the hood of her rogue sat just so she looked like a little we teddy bear, complete with widdle teddy bear ears.
Trust me, I could see it.
We saw (and purchased) some great yarn....
Wendy Dennis Polwarth amongst other things. I love Wendy's yarn!
And we saw some terrible things
No not Sam (how could you think such a thing? How unkind), look behind Sam.
And whilst we felt the need to be audited we managed to resist. Who knew the Tom Cruise knitted?
Is there anywhere the Scientologists won't go?
And a fine time was had by all!