It was Julie’s fault

A few months ago I bought a spinning wheel intending to use it to ply yarn (I already owned) so that I could weave using my tapestry loom. Because I had some tops left over from my felting days I thought I would try spinning them.

I loved spinning!

Then Julie and I went off on an adventure to WonderWoolWales and I made her promise to not let me buy raw fleece.  I didn’t. We filled the car with stuff but nothing that needed washing

 We joined the Souths Lincolnshire Spinning group and were introduced to carding and combing and other death inducing gadgets. And raw fleece. I still wasn’t tempted. All that scouring wasn’t for me.

But I heard about the British Wool Marketing Board. Who sell fleeces. And who have a depot less than an hour away!

I was only going for a look. But Julie wouldn’t come with me so I went on my own and it was temptation overload. The manager (also called Julie) is lovely and so were the graders. Friendly and helpful with plenty of advice, they listened to what I thought I wanted and took me to some amazing fleeces.  You would not believe how restrained I was. 

I had done a bit of reading and I kind of had an idea what I wanted.


Who could resist a Wensleydale/Teeswater?  There is only 3kg and it was on my list of wants. I imagine dyeing will be happening to this.


This is my ‘fine’ fleece. It is from a hog and is lovely. And very clean, with hardly any vegetable matter.


I spotted this gorgeous grey ‘mule’ fleece from way across the warehouse, it shouted “take me home”. It is clean and soft and has so little vegetable matter in it. I can’t believe my luck finding it. This is the one I will be washing first.

And this was my luxury, not on my list but it was so yummy I had to have it. It’s a Leicester, if I could remember whether it was BFL or Leicester long wool I would tell you. But I can’t. 

The hooligans have been allowed into the garage for a sniff, they appear to approve.

I had a lovely half an hour choosing. I rushed because I didn’t want to take too much of the graders time, and I knew that the longer I stayed, the more I would want. And it isn’t far away, I can go again.

This afternoon I popped out and bought five bottles of fairy liquid. I am ready :):):)

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6 Responses to It was Julie’s fault

  1. Julie Mackinder says:

    Don’t blame me! 🙂 You look like you had a good time. You’ll be hoping that’s Leicester Longwool, I’ve been reading bad stuff about BFL and getting it clean. I am now just the teeniest bit jealous!

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  2. Julie Mackinder says:

    Yes, you were restrained, I’m impressed and the wool all looks pretty clean.

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  3. yarngoddess says:

    I believe we drove by that place and I tried to take a photo but you were driving too fast… It’s good we didn’t stop then.

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  4. wendycoyne says:

    Diane, you should have stopped me, you could have help with the cleaning! Next time, Julie, you can come if you want to 🙂

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  5. Jackie Cardy says:

    That Julie..she’s a shocker. I don’t suppose you needed much pushing though. It all looks completely baffling to me.

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