I believe you get picked for jury service at random by computer, and I've never been picked before, so I'm hoping that this means that official computers are in a mood for selecting my name, and that Ernie will select one of the £10 worth of Premium Bonds I've had since I was 21 without ever winning anything.
Bit of a Fylde Coast connection in this post. (You probably have to be Northern and/or old to understand this.)
The arrival of good news had been preceded by an enjoyable lunch at Brasserie Blanc, so I was in the mood to be cheerful. Not completely cheerful, as we waited 30 minutes for the bus both going and coming (it's a 10 minute service), and the weather was dreadful, at least at first.
And I've finished the Contemporary Textile Workshop piece, which has, as you can see, morphed into a Christmas decoration. Not quite, I think, what Terri the tutor intended, but I like it.
The other CTW piece has stalled a bit, but once we've got Sunday over - a joint celebration for Wensleydale's birthday (early) and my graduation (late) I should be able to fit in some dedicated embroidery time.
Assuming no more hassles happen.