Amongst the pre-holiday mayhem, the machines turned against me.
The printer didn’t want to print.
The computer didn’t want to work.
And most annoying of all, the sewing machine didn’t want to go at any of those useful speeds between crazy-fast and stop.
Which made finishing this commission a lot more tricky than it should have been.
The colours are a little more muted than I expected.
And the print seemed to be a little wonky somehow, making the cutting of a nice square cushion, rather than a twisty one, somewhat awkward.
I admit it – I lost it a bit. I had a bit of a shout. At machines and everything.
Have you ever felt that things are conspiring against a job getting done?
But done it now is.