I’m back from my holiday in Porto in North West Portugal which is famous for its port wine production (see touristy boat featuring the Sandeman man above) and its bridges across the Douro river. I know all about the bridge below because we were on one side of the river and, even though we had all the port wine cellars on our side and the most amazing view of the city, the more interesting (and cheaper) restaurants were on the other side so we regularly crossed that bridge – and after drinking all that port too!
Of course it is always necessary to keep an eye out for the local arts and crafts
Those cockerels were everywhere!
We sampled the local cuisine and had to try the famous Franceshina which is a ‘sandwich’ made with bread, wet-cured ham, linguiça (I don’t know either!), fresh sausage, steak or roast meat and covered with melted cheese and a hot thick tomato and beer sauce served, if you can believe it, with french fries.
and, just in case you can’t (or don’t want to) picture it, this is the beast sliced down the middle
(the fries were on a separate plate!)
It was a good job we had to walk up a lot of hills afterward
and could have a swim in the infinity pool on the fifth floor of our hotel
Now I’m back and my workroom is rearranged and almost tidy. At least I can see my sewing machine and overlocker again.
I was shocked at the amount of stuff I had in there. I moved out a sofa bed, a large wooden chest and a big wicker hospital laundry hamper which didn’t create as much room as you would think as the contents of the chest and hamper and the things
thrown over arranged on the sofa bed had to be accommodated elsewhere in the room.
I have too much fabric. There’s no getting away from it. I have upholstery fabric. I have dressmaking fabric. I have soft furnishing fabric, vintage fabric and patchwork fabric – so much patchwork fabric.
I have pledged to buy no more fabric of any kind for one whole year. Or do you think that’s too ambitious? Should I say six months? I might be able to manage it then. I’m hoping it will encourage me to use what I’ve got – and I’ve got plenty – then at the end of the ‘fabric fast’ I will reward myself with a bit of stash rebuilding if necessary.
So. Six months or a year? What do you think?