This year, Yarndale was the busiest that it had ever been and I'm sure you've seen lots and lots of photographs already of the beautiful yarns, clothes, accessories and animals that were on sale at this year's festival. It's just as well, because the photos that I'm going to show you are from around the edges; from backstage as we set the scene, adjust the lighting and tune up the orchestra. These are the outside edges of Yarndale that you don't normally see, and I feel very privileged to be able to share them with you. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you ... Yarndale, From Dawn till Dusk!
By the time I arrived at the Auction Mart on the Friday morning, there had already been a huge amount of work done. I'm not just talking about the planning, the preparation, the writing of the brochures, photographing the calendars, liaising with printers and suppliers, making deliveries and collections and making sure that local transport, health and safety and security people are booked and ready. This is the final part, the transformation of the Auction Mart into a yarnporium for the weekend. The bunting is up in the main entrance hall, the tables have started to be delivered to the pens and the stands are ready to be decorated.
I always forget the sheer size of the Auction Mart until I arrive again. It's a huge place to fill with exhibitors and visitors, and it's good that there's always a floor plan available in the brochures so that you can work out exactly which stands you want to visit as it's easy to get overwhelmed.
The exhibition hall, which becomes the Yarndale Hub, is always a-buzz with activity. This year, the creative project was knitted and crocheted sheep which were to be sold to raise funds for local hospice, Martin House. There are nearly 700 sheep on these bales, all ready to go to new forever homes in exchange for much-needed pennies to fund the work the hospice does with families with children with life-limiting conditions.
The sheep were so very popular that most of them were sold on the first day. This was disappointing for many people who came on the Sunday wanting to see them, but as over £3,000 was raised for the hospice over the weekend then the aim of the event was realised and will hopefully be celebrated despite any disappointment.
Outside the Auction Mart, the sun was shining and the wind was blowing gustily. Lucy and I had gone out to hang up the mandalas in the trees which proved to be quite a challenge with the wind blowing them out of our hands on a regular basis!
The Thirsk yarn bombers arrived with covers for the bollards surrounding the entrance - the detail and the time that has gone into knitting these is amazing! My favourite is this one of a beehive - you almost expected it to buzz!
Counting sheep ...
Fishing in the local canal ...
A Yorkshire farm ...
Nora Batty with Compo, characters from the TV series Last of the Summer Wine, perhaps!
No self-respecting yarn festival could be without Shaun the Sheep!
We did feel a little sorry for this lady as she was rather under-dressed for the time of year ...
Yorkshire weather ...
Rabbits! They were popping in and out of this post in all directions!
And last but not least, a hat-full of flowers to brighten up anyone's day.
This fabulous creation by another yarn bombing group represents the Leeds and Liverpool Canal which passes through Skipton. The knitted canal is full of interesting textures and shape and lots of fish! Visitors were welcome to walk on it as long as they took their shoes off - but unfortunately it rained overnight on Saturday so anyone who tried it the next day would get very soggy socks!
First impressions are always important, and as you approach the entrance past all of the yarn bombing, you can't fail to know that you're going to be seeing something special!
Back inside, the bunting was going up all over the Auction Mart. This is blogger Kathryn from Crafternoon Treats who came to lend a hand and was certainly kept busy!
The day passed in a bit of a blur of setting up, fetching and carrying. I hung all the socks up on the Yarndale Sock Line and set up my table ready to talk to people about socks over the weekend. I'm going to write a separate post about the Yarndale Sock Line which will I'll be posting very soon.
The night before Yarndale starts is always quite a late night. Some of the exhibitors have travelled hundreds of miles and for anything up to six or seven hours (the joys of our motorway network on a Friday!) - some have even travelled from abroad - and they are often still setting up in the hour or so before Yarndale opens on the Saturday morning. We wait until the cut-off time when the security team come in to keep the building and the contents safe before heading off.
Although it's approaching the end of a long day, I do enjoy the time before we leave the Auction Mart for the evening. There's time to sit and chat and eat some dinner ...
and chance for a last look around before the flurry of activity the next morning. There's something about being in the building when it's quiet and seeing the stands in the overhead light that makes you tingle with anticipation. Everything is more or less ready.
The show is about to begin.
It's another early start. The sun's just coming around the trees when I leave my hotel and go to meet Lucy who's putting up the last of the yarn bombing in the park.
This isn't a bad view for first thing in the morning, is it?
And the neighbours aren't too bad either!
Up at the Auction Mart, Yarndale was waking up. Exhibitors were uncovering their stands which, once set up, slept safely under sheets overnight so that nothing could disturb them.
Here's my little space ...
with the sock display that small daughter and I made over the summer holidays. We're really quite proud of our efforts!
I mean, seriously, who doesn't need a unicorn head on their wall?
No yarn festival post from me would be complete without a couple of sheep pictures and I would hate to disappoint anybody J.
These are Hebridean sheep at the Daughter of a Shepherd stand. I do have a soft spot for Hebridean sheep now after their yarn worked so well for big daughter's Peru socks and who could fail to be charmed by these little woolly wonders?
What a cheeky face!
We were even visited by a sheep! I missed the big sheep last year so it was great to see them close up.
All of a sudden, it seemed, it was Sunday evening. Where had the time gone? The Auction Mart was once again a hive of activity but this time all the exhibitors were heading out of the building - with far less stock than they brought in! The Yarndale team are on a tight timescale on Sunday evening as there is usually an auction the next day so there's a rush to get everywhere cleared out and cleaned up before the animals arrive.
Yarndale was over for another year.