Visitors

The thing about blogging and the interweb is that you can end up being friends with people who are geographically very far away from you. People you'd really like to meet in person but don't realistically think you ever will.

Tracey of Peppermint Patcher blog was one of those people, someone I've liked and read for a few years now. She lives in Far North Queensland, I live in Melbourne. May as well be the Equator to the South Pole.

But then she and her husband Pete just stepped into an aeroplane last weekend and flew down here to see me. Just like that. (There may also have been a quilt show she was interested in and some other bloggers she was keen to meet. But I don't want to spoil the story with distracting details.)

I organised a blogmeet with Melbourne blog-friends for the Saturday night. This earned me a set of lovely purple coasters from Frogdancer, just for some emailing. How nice is she? Here, look. Pretty.







This is us at the blogmeet. I only had a skerrick of battery left in the camera which is why I had to post the shot where the girls were trying to hide the wine bottle. There were also 2 husbands present but they were shy. Or taking the photo.



From left to right we are Pea Soup, Craftymum, moi, Tracey, Fairlie, Frogdancer, Matching Pegs, Don't Look Now. An excellent group of people, and the evening flew by.

Tracey gave everyone there one of her little love chickens. This is mine. I think it should be a Christmas decoration but am loathe to hide it for the other 11 months of the year so I have to think of an off-season occupation for my little chicky.


I was desperate to see Tracey's Imagine That blankies so I invited her and Pete over on Sunday evening. The quilts, which feature a photograph of a child of your choice in a fantasy setting of their choice, are superb and even nicer than they look in the photographs. Cherub liked this one the best.

The boys were most impressed with the quilts. Come to that, the boys were very impressed with Tracey and Pete. Pete got taken out to the backyard where he was made to engage in various sporting activities and Tracey was called upon to admire trampoline prowesses, and to read the story she'd so kindly bought for them. Bedtime was delayed because Cherub kept getting up from bed to give Tracey one more kiss.



They charmed us all, did Tracey and Pete.