Oh I have been spoiled this weekend. I very rarely go anywhere without a child or two in tow so when I go somewhere on my own I feel slightly giddy. So imagine how my head has been spinning as I have been out alone more in three days than in the three months before. No one to carry, nothing to push and no hands to hold. Strange but not a little exhilarating.
On Good Friday I met a chum at The V&A for the Quilt Exhibition. I toss that out so casually but it was such a treat I cannot tell you how excited I was to be at the exhibition and in such good company. We both made hot cross buns to swap which superstition says will cement our friendship for the coming year. Ordinarily I wouldn’t pay much attention to such a notion but in this case I do hope it is true. I also made a little thank you in the shape of a pincushion which is one of the fastest projects I have sewn up.
Sadly photography was prohibited in the exhibition or I would be bringing you a feast of stitchy delights. The workmanship in the quilts was humbling and inspiring. I found myself drawn to the older quilts and their intricate designs. My head is so filled with ideas for projects I find myself grabbing scraps of paper to draft my ideas before they are lost.
What museum trip is complete without a stop in the gift shop. I was overwhelmed by the beautiful fabric, wealth of books and their price tags. A lot of stroking and gazing went on but I managed to restrain myself (for once) and came away with only a small selection of wares. The cafe was a delight. We were awe struck by the splendid surroundings and I spent rather a lot of time trying to capture the beauty to take home.
As with all good days out it was over far too quickly, we said our farewells and headed our separate ways into the Spring sunshine. I couldn’t help myself from taking photos out of the car window as we drove West and the sun set.
Saturday saw Mr Kat and I heading out for the evening for the first time since we became parents. I know – most people gape when we tell them that but in all honesty we have never had need to leave the children behind. So we left two decidedly awake children with our most trusted of friends and went out! We had the most wonderful evening and laughed so hard that my sides are still aching today.
Going out alone is a sweet pleasure and like everything enjoyable, all the better for its rarity.