Here is Zarah's report on her trip to Birmingham with London's Knitted Bench for Trevor Pitt's Knitted Bench Salon. Zarah did a little talk about the project, but the wine didn't agree with her. She talked coherently and held together a dizzy spell from Birmingham New Street all the way back to her home in Surbiton, where she made it to the bathroom and threw up quite badly for the rest of the night. Well done Zarah.
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