A Day in the Life of Bofin Weaves

A damp wet day…perfect day to head to the loom…so I thought. As we all know, our daily lives seem to always change our “well made plans”. Moving of lambs this morning was top of the agenda, for some! I changed my schedule and headed off bright and early. Yep, “only a half an hour” I was told. As you can guess, that time line didn’t go to plan…neither did the sheep. Two hours later, I was ready to catch up on my schedule and return to the loom.

Nope…not yet. I had to head to the local shop, as we all do, to get few bits. Living on an island of 160 people, you pretty much know everyone. The quick trip to the shop , well let’s say , wasn’t to quick after the chat. An hour later and I was ready.

Popped into mom on my way to the studio, and if you know my mother, it’s not a quick “how’s things?”. As I backed out her door saying goodbye for the 3rd time, I managed to escape after a good half an hour. Headed off to the studio.

Opened the studio door and turned on the radio…the 3 o’clock news was just ending. I sat down in front of my loom and smiled…a day in the life of Bofin Weaves will never be the same every day…and that to me is “heaven”.