The Day We Went To Brum

File 04-09-2017, 16 47 57Thank you so much to all of you that come to meet us for a bit of fabric shopping in Birmingham last week.

It was lovely to see some familiar faces waiting at Stratford Station and waving out of the window attracted a few more to join us at a couple of the stops on the way.

We met more people at Saint Martin’s Church, familiar faces and some new ones too.

The Rag Market was our first stop and to be honest I could have spent all morning in there.

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Looks like the ladies have found something interesting, and it’s not like they’re posing or anything!! 
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There’s even more fabric in the market outside too!

Then it was lunch at Browns while we shared our fabric finds. Luckily we missed the main shower – or so we thought. 

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As we headed over to Barry’s Fabrics the heavens opened and a rather sodden group of sewists arrived to drip all over even more fabric.

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This is definitely one for a “caption competition” !

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The last stop of the day was Fancy Silks to drool over yet more gorgeous fabrics. Although I had spent my quota already so I may have to come back again soon.

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The sun shines on the righteous!

I think the day was held up as a resounding success and everyone enjoyed themselves hugely,  including me.

The general consensus is that we need to do this again as fabric shopping with other fabric minded people is SO MUCH more fun!

So watch this space as we will be organising another one before Christmas.

Jules x

 

6 thoughts on “The Day We Went To Brum

  1. What an amazing retail therapy day it looked. It reminded me how brilliant Birmingham is for fabrics. Living in Cornwall’s deep and rural south is lovely but when it comes to fabric, shopping on line is just not the same as being surrounded by the feel and texture of meters and meters of temptation. Such a country bumpkin now, I’d spend my entire day in Birmingham on one side of the road trying to get to the other side.

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