Friday, January 27, 2012


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.