Woodford

 Country market day was Sunday at Woodford. We saw the flags out advertising along the street when we drove through to go to Kilcoy.

Could be a nice day out we thought, plus we know there is a good coffee cafe there.

It started at 7.30, huh, no way were we going to get there then but we did leave home about 8.30.

The town boasts a main throughfare plus a side street on each side, making it easy to get to the shop and park. One side has lovely big shade trees and it was under the trees that the market was held.

We parked up and walked across the road to the market, there is a walk way plus further down a set of lights. 

We walked through, I was hoping for vegetables but there were none. Coffee called, it was my turn to buy and carry. Lots of buns, cream cakes etc but nothing really that was suitable for me. I bought Warren a danish and an iced coffe and I had a diet coke.

The day before we visited a bakery for breakfast and he bought me a pastie which I had some of the insides of, it was a ham tomato and cheese pastie. I think my days of bakery food is over but I didnt even miss it. My coje zero was enough.

Warren bought a homemade steering wheel cover.

Wattle flowers on the edges of the seats.

Metal seats under the trees with a wood lopping scene and spirit of Woodford across it.

Kilcoy visit

 Warren is on a bit of a tourist run with parkrun. He needed a Y for the alfabet so decided that we would go to Kilcoy which is approx 45 minutes away.

Even though its Kilcoy the parkrun is called Yowie.

We had alarms set for 5am as we like to allow extra time just in case.

We were the first people there after the volunteers. Lucy and I set off for a walk around the lake then we walked down the main street and back again. Not very exciting as nothing was open.

We decided not to have our photos taken with the Yowie.

Warren got on the top step of the podium and sixteenth over all. He was miffed

that he was beaten by two people older than him, they were in the next age group.

Sister Act

 Sister Act opened on the weekend, Sunday was an early evening and I was invited to go for my birthday.

I caught the train down using the 50 cent fare.

Good seats, last row back, fair in the middle. We were a few minutes early and no one was in the row so we were able to go in without having to step over anyone. Even at intermission, the people each side of us went out without disturbing us. 

Brilliant show, of course lots of singing and dancing. One of the big names who was performing, Casey Donavan, wasnt that night but the girl that played the main role was just great. 

Then to top it off I was driven home.

The lights outside as we crossed the bridge to the carpark.

42

 That was the magic number that I set myself as a challenge to make 42 items for Uniforms for Kids over the holidays. Why? Because that was how many days we were going to have before meeting again. 

Normal meetings times are every two weeks. Should have been a doddle but I was sick for almost two weeks before Christmas and did no sewing at all.

Some of my pillow case dresses.

Shorts

More shorts.

Little dresses, these needed studs on the shoulders which Warren helped with, had to be put in with a hammer. I tried and got it crooked.

More shorts and dresses

Lady at crochet gave me this fabric, it was her daughters bridemaids off cuts. I had navy blue polo shirt to add.

These dresses were my davourite although they took awhile to do. It was a novel way to add in the uniform fabric. The pieces came with the pattern. These are for bigger girls, 8 to ten. I had a lot of the pink but I like to make them a little different.

I added the size to them to make it easier for those who pack and sent out to communities.

I did acheive the 42, 13 pillow cases dresses, (4-5)17 pairs of shorts, (5-7) 3 rompers, (3) 3 larger dresses, (8-10) two little dresses (2) and 8 snap dresses (4).