Cotton dyeing again

Nearly a week since my last post - and that is because we have been lurching from social occasion to social occasion like drunk fat flies. I put on some work pants this morning and struggled with a zipper that I swear went up fine last week. Which is lovely, don't get me wrong, but it will be nice to have a quiet Christmas and some peaceful time when the gallivanting is over. First though we had the final day of primary school. You can probably tell that I was making the uniform last to the end of the year, regardless of growth.



It was raining. Orienteering went ahead regardless, and he actually quite enjoyed it, although mostly because they got to jump in puddles. I was late for the after school mum's champagne celebration because I had to take him home first for a hot shower and a change of clothes.



He also wanted me to dye him some t-shirts to wear for the festive season. Which is very nice, and of course I obliged. He picked out some of my fabric as examples of the colours he'd like.




I warned him that I wasn't very good at replicating colours .... and it was true. I missed the green by a country mile, but he says he still likes them, and has worn them, so it must be true! What a good son.