I found a cute pattern for a Scottie dog in craft seller magazine and decide to bang the two together.
Around three hours later with the air more blue than the bunting hanging outside Downing Street, I have a Scottie dog with many holes and a laparotomy scar to be proud of.
I didn't stuff him for fear of him losing most of it through his holes.
Not quite sure what I hope to achieve by sewing things when I am so rubbish at it and I despise doing it!
Hey ho, tomorrow I will be enjoying breakfast on a steam train at Market Bosworth.