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Posted by Bobbie Sews More on September 30, 2006, 2:45 pm
I envy you for getting it all organized. Would you like to take a 2 week
vacation across the pond? Sounds like you would be the perfect person to
help me organize my so called sewing room. Sigh! I really do have a path
from the door past the SM to my closet. But I have to move the ironing
board each time I want to pass. I'm getting ready to go to FL for the
Winter, so it all will need to wait until next Spring. So you would have a
lot of time to plan to come on over.
Barbara in SC
> Scene: Kate's Loft! We have been here before, but this time things are a
> leeeetle different...
>
> The ladder is down, the tube light is on, and it's possible to see into
> all but the most obscure corners of Stash Space (like L space, but
> heavier). There is a vague thumping from behind a pile of stacked plastic
> crates, and a mild cussing for a moment or two. A dark face peeps round
> the corner of the stack...
>
> Carl (stage whisper): Boss? You *sure* we've come out in the right
> place? Things look different here...
>
> Boss (noises off): How d'ya mean, different?
>
> Carl: It's tidy! There's floor, and things are neatly stacked and
> labelled!
>
> Boss: Let me see!
>
> Carl comes out from behind the stack and straightens up, brushing stray
> cobwebs off his suit. Boss's face appears round the bottom of the stack.
>
> Boss: Well I'll be.... Hm. (Suspicious tone) What has that Scots witch
> been up to, I wonder... (He crawls out and stands up, looking somewhat
> dustier and more rumpled than Carl, who is one of those annoying folk that
> look band-box neat even after being stampeded by a herd of incontinent
> rinocerouses).
>
> The two sidle round the stacks of crates, reading labels like 'Fleece 6:
> Windbloc' and 'Kate's Specials', and 'Garb 2'. Carl opens the top of a
> couple of boxes, lifts out a list, and looks at it, before closing up the
> box again. He wanders off, past the open hatch.
>
> Carl: There's a walkway all the way down here! And more stacks! But be
> careful: some is planks, but some is old table tops! Looks like that
> witch has been making patchwork floors as well as quilts!
>
> Boss: This is WAAAAY too organised! I wonder what got into her?
>
> Carl: Well, there does seem to be rather a lot more of it than there was
> last time we saw this place! (He wanders off, counting boxes... )
>
> (Sound of a door opening in the distance and a voice wells up from below:
> 'I dre-amt I dwe-elt in ma-arble halls, But you lo-oved me still the
> sa-a-ame...' The ladder creaks and Kate's head pops up through the hatch.
> The singing stops abruptly.)
>
> Kate (tones of deep loathing): YOU! What are you two pests doing here
> again? I thought I'd sorted you for good!
>
> Carl (nervously): Err.. Well... Err... Um... Err...
>
> Kate: 'To err is human: to err, err, err is unforgivable.'
>
> Boss: We heard there were stash raiders about, and we came to see if you
> were OK... And to see what you knew about them. What's been going on
> here?
>
> Kate: I've been tidying up is all. Pity you couldn't show up yesterday
> and Friday when I hauled this lot out, sorted it, and put it all back!
>
> Carl: There seems to be a lot of it.
>
> Kate: 56 crates, large, small, and medium. They weigh up to 40lbs, some
> of them.
>
> Carl looks mightily relived that he has arrived too late to help haul this
> lot out, lay flooring, and haul it all back again! Boss just looks tired.
>
> Boss: What about the raiders, Ma'am? What can you tell us about them?
> There has been talk all over the net about raiders coming over here these
> last few days.
>
> Kate: Ha! Think you can catch the stash raiders, do you! You'll have to
> be quick! Quilters and garb makers are damned quick when they're after
> yer fabric! Mind you, they aren't as bad as the Fabric Pirates!
>
> Carl (apprehensively): Fabric Pirates?
>
> Kate: Yes! Those buggers raid the stash, pinch all the best bits to patch
> their sails, and tun the rest into nasty cutesy ikkle stuffed toys,
> bog-roll cosies, oven gloves, and peg bags! And they use YOUR thread and
> YOUR sewing machines, and put the scissors away in the wrong places! Now
> shove over and let a woman get to work!
>
> Carl and boss retreat back the way they came. Kate comes up into the loft,
> carrying a Homebase carrier bag with something lumpy in it. She hands the
> bag to Carl.
>
> Kate: Here, you two, while you're here you can help me set these mouse
> traps.
>
> Carl and Boss start setting mouse traps while Kate de-stacks boxes... She
> pops a set trap into each box as she re-stacks them. the three work
> quietly for a while, Kate humming gently and slightly off-key...
>
> Carl: Why are you putting mouse traps in with the fabric? And I thought
> you used those humane traps...
>
> Kate: I do, for mice. These are for the stash raiders and fabric pirates!
> They scream when they get their fingers trapped: makes the buggers easier
> to catch!
>
> The lights fade, but we see her evil grin as the shadows creep in...
> --
> Kate XXXXXX R.C.T.Q Madame Chef des Trolls
> Lady Catherine, Wardrobe Mistress of the Chocolate Buttons
> http://www.katedicey.co.uk
> Click on Kate's Pages and explore!
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