Monday, 20 February 2012

The spare room

It used to be our bathroom. Then we had two children. Then it turned out that girls even at age six and seven need extra space in the bathroom. Husband called an architect. Well long story short we now have a shiny new bathroom and I have a spare room. I like to call it MY SEWING ROOM. Husband thinks it's a guest room. I leave him to believe this.
Look he put my thread rack up for me.
 And the magnetic notice board.
 I finally got round to basting my youngest niece's quilt.
 I must however report a sad casualty. My rotary cutter's button has broken. Overuse? Maybe.

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