That pioneering spirit is still alive and kicking

And so to Harrogate on Sunday with Edna, Alison and Ann from Bradford Guild for the Knitting and Stitching Show. It was our turn to man the NASWD stall and also, hopefully to get another look at the show without having to pay!

We had had some snow and our lane was quite icy, but the sky was blue and although snow was forecast we didn't think there'd be a problem getting home from Harrogate. After all, it's only 12 miles! Only!

We spent some time arranging our scarves, gloves, shawls etc and by the time the show opened it was looking very good. Here we are having a quiet moment before the rush started.

There were fewer visitors on the Sunday, possibly due to the adverse weather, but maybe because it is always quieter on the last day. However, we were kept pretty busy and were pleased to see so much interest in joining the guild from some younger people. Time was when we were the youngsters, but now sadly we have become the wrinklies!

We all had a wander around the show and the day was going well until someone mentioned that it was snowing heavily. Oh dear, it wasn't just snowing , it had been snowing hard and as the roads hadn't been gritted, Harrogate town centre was gridlocked!

The DH had left home at 3.30 to pick Alison and I up at 4.15, but didn't arrive in Harrogate until 8.30! Ann couldn't get her car out of the car park, so Edna offered her a bed for the night as there was no possibility of her getting back to Brighouse. Alison and I waited at the conference centre for a while, but the regular mobile phone calls to and from the DH were not encouraging and all the while the chaos continued outside. So we decided to head for Edna's which meant walking up the hill, past Betty's and across The Stray for around a mile or so through ankle deep snow and slush, carrying our bags and the spinning wheel! We got some pretty strange looks!

Edna made us a very welcome cup of tea and also some soup and we sat in front of her lovely wood burning stove until the DH arrived! The journey home wasn't too bad and by 10. 15 we were curled up on the sofa watching the cricket highlights!

I had hoped that I could show you our stand, but Blogger won't upload the photos! Perhaps next time!

The good news is that I seem at last to have mastered the art of spindle spinning. The question is will I continue now that my back and foot have recovered enough to encourage me to try using the wheel again. We'll see!