Borders On

I think that my body has been exposed to the combined germs in this family for long enough. It is rebelling. Last night I was in bed before the girls and this morning I couldn't have dragged myself out of bed again for love nor money. I dosed, and I read, and I dosed some more. This is not a common occurrence. Usually as soon as I wake up I get up.

When you start your day at 11am you do not get a lot done. But if you are with your family, laughing a lot, and listening to your children playing schools for hours on end this is no bad thing. I have been delighted in the girls play today because I just love that sometimes the age old games are the best and they have been playing the same game for three hours now. Their soft toys are getting quite an education, and himself and I got told off for being too loud!

The Sunday dinner is slow roasting in the oven and the house smells good once again. For those of you who are curious, this week it is lamb belly. If you like lamb and you don't like the price of lamb then try this cut sometime. It is far cheaper. It needs a long, slow roast to melt away the fat and leave your with meltingly tender lamb. Much like you would cook belly pork - without the crackling!

I was going to veg in front of the telly and watch some recorded programs - Kirstie's Handmade Britain - or something. But it went against the grain to have nothing to show for the day other than a full belly. So I finished the quilt top instead.

It needs a bit of an iron, as the border is not as ripply as it appears here. I do think that the red border has made all the difference and helped the stronger colours pop out at you. Some of my cornerstones around the edge look great.

Some, less so.

But this desire to sleep rather than do must have addled my brain, because I really don't care. I am happy with the way this quilt top is looking and believe it will make a nice Christmas present. My desire for perfection has been overridden by apathy contentment.

So I have folded up the top, turned off the sewing machine and iron, and I am going to go finish the dinner so I can put my feet up and relax. Watching Formula 1 - silly me forgot to plan ahead for my viewing pleasure! But it is the last of the season so I guess I can snooze through it.

Susan