I went to Abigail's Crafts in Stonehouse this afternoon . This is a quilter's heaven. Lots of fabrics, many quite unlike anything I have seen elsewhere. I had to buy these printed cottons. From the left above. How could a bookbinder not buy a fabric with a grammar printed on it? In the centre, an Indian chintz (sort of). On the right, the Sky at Night. The reason why I went was that my sister Dorothy spotted an exhibition on there in August and, as I was nearby, I cased the joint. Verdict - approval. Dorothy will be here in August and we will take a trip there.

I was in the neighbourhood because I was examining cars with access for wheelchairs at a garage south of Gloucester. I learnt a lot but it was clear I really needed to take Michael there and see what he thought. So that will be done next week.

In between all this activity, I wove up the rest of the Megado warp. I need to cut it off and tidy up but that might not happen until Saturday.