craft and quilt fair 2011

In the wee early hours of the morning

when most normal people

are curled up in their beds

and the sun was still nowhere to be seen

sticky (my camping buddy) and i

hopped the train to Sydney

destination

after about two and a half hours of non stop chatting

(seriously we spend sooo much time together i don't know how 

we can still manage to chat non-stop for two and a half hours)

we arrived at central station 

to a beautiful sunny winters day

after a short trip on the rail link tram we  arrived

at nine it looked like this by mid morning most booths were

 two or three deep

(point to remember hit the booths you are most interested in early)

after two hours Sticky heard the forewarned lament

owww i want to come back tomorrow, not enough time

at 11:30 i caught up with this scraggly group of bloggers

left to right back row ( the wicked ones...lol )

Shrialee stitches , Riley's Ramblings , heavens to bettsy , 

This old aunt's quilts , On my Verandah

left to right front row ( the teachers pets...)

Time to stitch , ME , and  Chooky

it was so good to catch up with the girls in real life, 

after having a rummage through each others bags, and a bit of a yak 

Sticky and i dashed off 

( we only had a five hours to go and we had only 

finished the first two isles)

we definetly need more time here . . .

i had a good look at the art you wear exhibit, Sticky had found another

card making stall . . . . 

this gorgeous dress was made by

Svenja in queensland and was called Siren of the sea

around two thirty we had finished every isle, and with encouragement 

Sticky wandered off to a workshop..

i wandered off ready for a second look at some of the stalls

when i was discovered by 

 . . . . . Chooky . . . .

with very little encouragement i was persuaded to see the quilt display

and discovered that Chooky and i have very similar taste in quilts

This one had us Ohh ing and ahhing

unfortunately unlike my very experienced blogging friend 

i didn't take a picture of the tag, so i can't tell you whom worked her 

fingers to the bone to create this beauty

at quater to five with aching feet and heavy bags...

sticky and i emerged from the exhibition centre to see the sun going down over to Sydney

we had to make a mad dash for the tram, as we though our train was leaving imminently

but managed to arrive with plenty of time 

( i think sticky's watch was fast, and i didn't look at myn)

on the trip home we rummaged through our bags like

two kids with their show bags, showing each other our purchases

. . . . Card makers have ALOT of gadgets . . . .

So you want to know what what we bought . . . .

Well sticky got a mountain of stuff . . .

Me . . .

well i think you will have to wait till next blog post

until then 

Ciao