For almost four weeks I have been trying to do some sewing, just a couple of simple repair jobs. I have been avoiding it - instinctively it seems - while at the same time aching to get it done. So this afternoon I told myself firmly to get on with it.
About one hour later it was done. And the sea sickness was overwhelming.
I'll pack away the sewing machine tomorrow.
It's not as if I have been strongly attached to dressmaking or patchwork quilting etc., I am just mad!