Name and shame

Ah, the Vault of Shame. The mysterious holding place of sewing projects gone by, woefully forgotten in favour of their newer and shinier counterparts. I’m often asked about the Vault of Shame. How many WIPs do I keep in there? What’s so shameful about it? Can I please, for the love of all that is holy, finally finish that quilt with that Anna Maria Horner line?

So what do you say we put these questions to rest? To be honest, I have absolutely no