Back to School

Well...as if the summer has only just gone and buggered off and it's back to school time.

No...I am not a teacher or a teenager. I am a fully fledged adult with 'several' years of education and qualification behind me yet for some mysterious reason I feel the need to keep learning. (Why can't I be done with the odd BBCFour documentary I'll never know?)

Tonight (Monday) is the start of CIPD Intermediate. It's an HR thingamy. I don't work in HR. I don’t have plans on leaving present job to start an HR career. I essentially have no idea what I'm doing and the best bit of all, I somehow passed the Foundation course last year. They took pity I think!
Ok Ok....I’m doing it through work so that I can keep track of holidays/stationary more efficiently! YES that requires at least 3 years of night school!!

Wednesday nights, night school is slight more exciting (for me) and a little terrifying (for me). A 12 week sewing and dressmaking course. Eeeeeeeeep!! I read the course programme last night, almost cried, didn’t understand a word of it....hyperventilated!

2 snippets

‘Seams and finishes. Mock Flat Felled, Flat Felled, French Q&A’ – French....? French? We need to know French? I’m doomed!

‘Buttons and Buttonholes Flank, Shank, Covered Buttons’ – Flanks? Shanks? Is this a prison course? Nervous!

I fully expect to have sewed my hand to the machine approximately 10 minutes into the lesson. The teacher will do the first of many eye rolls and small sighs and patiently untangle me from a cotton and pin cobweb.

I see good things happening from this and I intend to keep you fully updated with any dreadful creations I make OR just expect to see photos of sewing injuries!

 
Cheery Bye x