What a whirlwind few days! Up to Christchurch on Thursday afternoon, which was kinda nice to actually just say “no more” to the hum of the sewing machine and “away you go” (admittedly after slipping in 2 more bags and some pencil cases). Driving from the airport we passed a bus shelter with an enormous A Craft Affair poster in it, panic started about then. To the hotel, pizza, gin & tonic, stitch up all those wee openings that still needed doing, and some much needed time with my wonderful mother who had flown all the way from Australia to support me. I have to say, support and love would have to be the two biggest memories of my first really serious craft fair.
To call A Craft Affair serious almost undermines how truly amazing it was. So beautifully organised by Lucy from Felt, what a lovely and talented woman. Every aspect of the fair was so well thought out, right down to emails suggesting float amounts and car parking, every time I opened an email from her I would smile and feel amazed at how she had thought of literally everything. Thank you Lucy.
The building Our City – O Tautahi is just beautiful, what a lovely warm, open space. We set up the night before which was just fantastic, with my helpers (Mum and Reuben) assembling my rickety clothes rack on wheels. After 6 weeks of solid work it did feel a bit odd to actually walk away leaving all that work there for the next day, but at least it was ready and Saturday night spent knowing that all was prepared for tomorrow and no more could be done.
We got there the next day just before 10am, and the place was buzzing with people setting up, with bloggers and photographers everywhere, what a fantastic feeling there was. Some final tidying and tag-tying, the chance to meet a few people (but not enough of them!) like Sarah from Songbird Designs (and I never got upstairs to meet Cat Taylor, damn!), Elisabeth from The Sewphist, Elizabeth from Zippity-Doo-Dah, and Brenda of Natural Star. Lots of good intentions to get around later didn’t happen as it was just so busy, with hundreds and hundreds of people attending. My mother walked out then came back to tell us all that there were a couple of hundred people outside waiting to be let in, to be shortly followed by Lucy announcing “2 minutes till the doors open”. Yep, I was definitely feeling sick then! But, what a day, smile fixated on face, and a constant stream of shoppers and on-lookers, all with wonderful comments to pass on. What an amazing experience this has been. Admittedly I felt like a deflated balloon for the next 24 hours, but the nice Air NZ pilot decided to fly into Dunedin with a quick pass over the Peninsula, Long Beach, and Purakanui, which I’m sure was just for me.
Now, to read long overdue books to kids…
A big heartfelt thank you to everyone for all of the love and support, family and friends. I couldn’t have got there without you all.