Today was one of those heart-warming days that you remember for a long time after.
When I knew I was coming to Melbourne this week and would have my days free while my husband was in meetings, I put out the call for any Southern Cross quilters who might be free to meet me for coffee.
To my great delight, Annie, a warm-hearted Scquilter who I’d never met, invited me and several other quilters, none of whom she had met, to her home. She even offered to drive into the city to collect me – but I enjoyed seeing Melbourne's suburbs from the train.
We had a ball, and it was a special treat to at last meet Sue, to whom I'd been a Secret Sister in a Christmas gift swap last year. After a lunch of the most spectacular not-your-average-sandwiches we got down to some serious quilty show and tell.
The day was topped off with a visit to Somerset Patchwork and Quilting on the way back to the station. In an act of extraordinary self-sacrifice Shirley, who had already visited this gorgeous shop on her way to Annie’s in the morning, made a detour just so I could pick up a couple of souvenir fat quarters. Can you believe that?