I have to come clean. Yesterday Anne and I held a joint birthday party. Anne was 50 and I will be 80 in September but we celebrated together with a bang, though I do not remember any actual explosions. We hired a boat to take us and about 50 friends up the Thames from Reading, past Mapledurham and a bit more. And the boat glided through the water, we ate, drank and listened to the jazz band. Definitely different and we asked people to dress up in 1920s clothes (not obligatory). However there were some stunning outfits.
This is Anne and her husband, Derek, suitably dressed for an afternoon on the river.
And this is my grand-daughter, Charlotte, trying and succeeding in looking like a Hollywood starlet. The young man, Shaun, is not doing too badly either. The fur, in case you were worrying, is definitely faux.
So textiles have taken a back seat lately. The house purchase is progressing and we hope to move in soon.