It seems that an eon of collecting various fabrics which evoke the halcion days of golfing attire has finally paid off. I mean, how was I to know as I fossicked through op shops and fabric shops that that I would simultaneously produce two boys who needed clothing? Seems the attraction was a biological thing. I mean I always saw these pants as the end point ... but clearly it was a vision thing. This, coupled with the miracle that sewing time is these days means I'm applying for canonisation. Patron Saint of Plus Fours*? That be me.
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All hail Saint Gemma!
All fun and games till someone gets their first 'bogey'.....
Cute! Keep sewing patron saint ;)
Gees and I thought you were announcing number four!! Hahahaha
Tartan trews ! Perfect for haring about in ....
HOW do you find time to do anything at all , these days ? We need to know .
i thought you might have been announcing a 4th as well!!! ha
but you are a said sewer, they might need some little golfer hats to match
Eveyone loves a glfing plaid! (Well, I do).
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