
In fact the week prior to the Great Perle 8’s Basting Party, I believe Andi stood up and announced that we needed to prepare ourselves for the Nazi Pin Approach. A pin every two inches she said. I believe we beginner quilty types, (of which we are two), nodded earnestly and vowed to come fully equipped the following week.
It turns out the two hundred bendy pin suckers I brought along, barely half ‘cuts it’ for a largish cot/smallish single bed quilt (I’m bad at maths). We girls know how to party hard. THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY ONE, give or take, (too many to really, absolutely count and also bad at maths), still wasn’t enough for Andi who obviously likes to party pin into the wee hours.

Andi reminds me of my Year 9 science teacher. You can ask the daftest questions, of which I have an infinite supply, without feeling like a turkey. Wonder if Andi knows how to baste a turkey...