As long as I can remember, if you’d have mentioned sewing, knitting or crafts to me I probably would have vomited. My poor Mother went to her grave disappointed that I’d never shown an interest in those pursuits that she enjoyed so much. And yet a couple of years ago contentedly putting our feet up at Nambucca Heads for a month of relaxation and tired of electronic devices it suddenly came to me Macrame! In our yachting years I loved fiddling with knots, I was the one charged with mooring and putting out the fenders while Woody was on the … Continue reading Garlic hangers or too long on the NSW north coast