A private function today, in our normal knitting room at Meaford Hall meant our group was re-located to a space usually hidden from the public. They put us in the room used by the performers. We liked it there!
Well lit by big windows, comfy sofas to relax on, tables to set our needles and bags on, a kitchen, laundry facilities, dressing rooms, showers, and those surrounded-by-lights mirrors one usually only sees in the movies. How the other half lives! Saturday evening, Fred and I have tickets to see
Susan Aglukark at the Hall. When she walks on stage, I'll know what room she just left.
I suspect it is a space that normally doesn't see too much knitting. But there was knitting today.
Wilma arrived wearing her finally-finished Featherweight.
Sandy got a hand with her yarn winding today.
Bonnie has a funky purple and white baby blanket almost finished.
Gail is knitting a pair of bright yellow socks for a nine year old.
Lots of fun and the space made us feel like the stars that we are.