Mr Purple Sprouting and me are currently in the U.K. visiting family and friends. Our first trip back since we moved to N.Z. some 10 years ago. Since we were going to be in the area anyway, I managed to persuade Mr Purple Sprouting (before we left) that a visit to Yarndale was a must and much to my amazement he agreed. I think it was his way of getting me to agree to go a Chester City football match!
On Friday we drove the 3 hours down from Durham to Skipton staying in the Travelodge which was pretty much next door (well a five minute walk). We had breakfast in the restaurant in the farm shop next door and then joined the long queue of people waiting to enter the building.
he queue moved quickly and the driveway, bollards and trees had been yarn bombed. We received our wristbands and our bag was inspected. Once inside and into the main part of the building it was somewhat of an assault on our senses. It was very loud and very colourful and there was so much to see.
Good thing Mr Purple Sprouting and I had made a bit of a plan beforehand to try and walk around the stalls first rather than buying the first thing that I liked. Boy, was I glad we did. I could easily have spent all my money within the first 10 minutes of arriving.
The next 4-5 hours were a whirlwind of looking at what was on offer (wool, equipment for knitting, crochet, spinning, embroidery, yarn bowls, patterns, buttons etc.), talking to the sellers (and makers in some cases), deciding what I would like to buy and ultimately going back to the stall to buy the goods. There were a few impulse buys too. I'll share my purchases with you in another post.
As we only had 4-5 hours we didn't spend nearly as long as I would have liked (although I think Mr Purple Sprouting was secretly relieved about this) and can see how people can easily spend the whole weekend here.
If we're ever back in the U.K. in late September I will definitely go again.