Vive La France!!!

Yes, that does mean that I had a Really Good Time in Lyon; many thanks to everyone who sent their good wishes. To be honest, it's difficult to have a bad time in France...good weather (apart from one storm which left us looking like drowned rats), wonderful food, friendly people who said nice things about my French, an interview with the local newspaper, a small part of which was published with photo...what more could a girl wish for? The classes went well, and photos will follow. I think they may even invite me back next year!

The photos are a couple of the booth; I put up a lot of small pieces to let people see and touch the lutradur in the piece. There was certainly a lot of interest; it got to the point where it was easier to explain in French rather than in English (how sad is that...). I met some really interesting people, drank some good wine, had great fun, and thoroughly enjoyed the exhibit itself. The work shown was of really good quality, and an interesting mix of styles and approaches. A fairly high percentage of it was art quilting, whilst the traditional work that was shown was high quality, interesting work.

The only downside was my hair...lovely as it looks, I left a trail of devastation in my wake, towels, pillow cases, clothing, all turned an interesting pinkish red...I need to have words with my (otherwise lovely) hairdresser...sigh. But I might well dry my hair with some cotton, next time I wash it, it made some interesting marks... you have to use what comes into your path, don't you?

It's good to be home...cities are interesting, lovely places, but I missed the countryside, the quiet, the cats and of course, my lovely husband, who interrupted his fiftieth birthday to pick us up from the airport. Awww...