This is my second trip to Stitches South; Hannah and I came a couple of years ago. The hotel has redecorated its rooms, going from warm woods with real character to black and white modular which is plain tacky.
The market, which is all I came for, remains the same. Lots of women wearing lots of handknits. Mostly shawls. Don't know how many were wearing handmade socks, but shawls have definitely been the project of choice for, I'd say, 85% of the attendees.
Met up with friend Mooflower once I arrived. She and her friend Jane have been delightful company these couple of days, despite our difference in style:
The market did have a surprise or two:
The market did have a surprise or two:
This booth was empty yesterday, but there were men sitting and knitting today.
There was also a handsome man in a kilt strolling around. Wanted to take a picture of him, but that would have been just creepy.
Got my standard room service breakfast this morning:
Love my Eggs Benedict, and love the tiny Tabasco bottles even more.
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Love eggs benedict more than life itself sometimes.
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