As I stood in the queue at Spotlight the other day, clutching seven rolls of fabric that will hopefully provide the inspiration for an upcoming Savvy Shopper page for The Sunday Age M magazine, my mind wandered back to the most hilarious piece of crafting advice I have ever been given. When we first moved to Sydney and I had a bit of time on my hands, I used to attend a 'quilting club' in a gorgeous old council-owned hall in Bronte. The club was full of fabulous Eastern suburbs dames - I think I was the youngest by a good two decades! Anyway, they were a wonderful source of inspiration and knowledge and their quilting skills had to be seen to be believed. One day two old birds were recalling a recent shopping expedition to a fabric store, with the usual quilters anecdotes about needing a storage facility for all their fabric, hiding it from their husbands, etc. Mid way through the story, I was laughing along with the rest of the room, when one of them stopped and looked at me and said, poker-faced, "You do know, Heather, that she who dies with the most fabric, wins".
I think I may be on a winner!












