Moving on .....
All my careful preparation for the demonstration on Saturday was not entirely in vain, though the number of visitors to the museum who actually came and watched us spinning, weaving, and knitting industriously was about 8. You can never guess who may turn up - last time we did a demonstration like this, we had dozens of interested visitors, including a coach-load of German tourists.
On arrival at the museum, we were met by a member of staff muttering about somebody who had borrowed the bedouin tent (as you do), and then not returned it to the right place, but just dumped it on the floor in the shop area. Ever mindful of Health and Safety, I stepped very carefully over it on my way to the education room.
Although the general public largely ignored us, it was a good opportunity for us to see each other's projects, and to try out some new things ourselves. One person became very proficient at spindle spinning during the 4 hours we were there.
For part of the time, the gamelan was being played in the lower part of the museum; very soothing. For those of you who don't know, it's a South East Asian percussion band, with drums, bell things, and sort of xylophones. If this elaborate description is inadequate, try googling it; it is spelled correctly, though the spell-check doesn't agree.
Today DH and I went for a walk in the bluebell woods again. Cloudy, but this picture shows how light the new leaves are.