As requested, a place for us to ask for help and advice from other stitchers and to show the things we make.
Over to you.:-D
I just had to rush over to my daughters. She rang to say could I look after the children while her hubby takes her to A&E! She'd stood up and hit her head on an open locker door at the swimming pool.:O The first aider at the pool said she needed it stitching, but in fact she doesn't. I know I'm not a first aider but you can tell when something needs stitching. The amount of blood would have seemed more because her hair was wet. Even her hubby agreed, in fact I let him say it first and then agreed with him, and he's very cautious with that sort of thing. I suppose the first aider has to cover his back by suggesting A&E. It's strange because this morning I told my son how last night I'd bent down to pick up my dropped knitting needle, and bumped my forehead on the back of the chair next to me and he said yesterday he'd been getting a toy from under the bed (his baby's toy!X-() and bumped his head on the open bedside drawer. They say these things come in threes.:-D
That sounds great CK. The stitchers will all have to move in in a few years time and then we can carry on chatting when we're too old to use the computer.;-)
The place my dad was in wasn't very nice, but there wasn't anything better in his price range, which was nil. Most of the staff were foreigners and with his dodgy hearing and their strong accents there wasn't much communication.:-(
Oh I wish there'd been somewhere like that for my dad. He had full funding including his pension, and he had some pocket money, I can't remember how much it was. It was a very old house, like three or four terraced houses knocked into one. All the rooms were dark and small. I used to hate visiting him to be honest, it used to depress me.:-(
Morning ladies.:-D It's sunny here too, a little breezy and cold. I really must do some housework today as I have visitors coming some time this week,:O
