Sewing for Battle

We're having a gathering of home schoolers this week for Reformation Day.


The wee guy is playing a 16th Century Scottish soldier, so an outfit was needed.


Kilt and Plaid.


No fancy tartans. Just something that looked vaguely brown and vaguely rough.


I went to the charity shop and bought this.

Then I called for Pam's help.

You see, I have the imagination of a sparrow. Not that I know how imaginative a sparrow is. Maybe they're very imaginative. If they are, then I don't have the imagination of a sparrow.

Maybe I have the imagination of a rhinoceros. They don't seem too imaginative.

Anyway, where was I?

Oh yes, not possessing much of an imagination, nor much in the way of sewing skills, I needed help.

Pam didn't come.

Yes I know she's in Colorado, and yes, I know I'm in Scotland, but she could have made the effort.

I mean, c'mon. It's a small world nowadays, isn't it?

So.....Ha! - so!....get it?....sew?!

Ahem - moving quickly on. Noone ever gets my humour. I have no idea why.

No matter, my wee guy still loves me.

And here he is with his 16th century kilt.

Scarey?

Or cute??