Well, that’s the end of that plan. When I wrote my last post I had a bit of a headache — which at the time I attributed to an afternoon spent faffing around with fiddly, squiggly gold threads — but less than an hour later I was in bed with a fever. It came on so quickly that I wondered whether H1N1 was doing the rounds again. I missed it when it was epidemic, but Stuart came down with it and very speedily too. He also got over it very speedily and so I reckoned that it would be quite a good bargain. Whatever strain of flu I’ve got has not been so easily shaken off. This is my first day out of bed since Saturday, and by “out of bed” I mainly mean “on the sofa”. The new Theo Moorman warp is exactly where I left it and certainly isn’t going to be woven off in time for the 16th April deadline. Ah well. On the plus side, we have a new bit of hedge. Stuart dug the trench last week and the plants (hawthorn) arrived this afternoon.
They are now in the trench and being very well watered-in by nature’s own watering can.
And yes, Meg, photos of the back of the loom can certainly be provided!