Yesterday was a day of small disappointments.

I love sewing class, but yesterday I didn’t seem to get much done.

I spent most of the class unpicking. In fact, I could quite fittingly have stood on the table and belted out  “You gotta (un)pick a pocket or twoooo” at top volume, had I been so inclined.

My skirt pocket went on all wonky.

I didn’t have this problem with my last skirt! So why now? That pocket just didn’t want to stay in the right place whilst I sewed it down.

I thought of Ann in The Great British Sewing Bee – she always did everything properly.

So after unpicking I got my needle and thread out and just had time to hand-baste the damn thing on before I went home. I will have another go at it later.

Then I came home and read my emails.

I didn’t get selected for Wirksworth Festival. You may remember, I applied a while ago and got a bit stressed doing it.

Admittedly, I had a feeling at the time that I might not make the grade.

But it’s disappointing nonetheless.

But hey, there’s always another day.

Onward and upward. ♥