The hotest day so far this year and I think I am losing my touch. I went to a carboot sale this morning and it was too hot to shop. I love hunting through all the stuff people have cleared out looking for that bargain, but not today. I did get some new fabric off a stall who has rolls upholstery fabric and 4 rolls of liberty print cottons. He wanted £4 a metre. My daughter and I chose 3 and discovered that he did not have a tape measure. He unwrapped the roll about 4 or 5 times and said that was a metre. I was not convinced, but my daughter doesn't like it when I complain so I help my tongue. Then proceeded to cut it with the bluntest sheers I have ever seen. My kids had sharper plastic scissors for paper when they were little. The guy would have been better off starting the cut and then ripping the fabric; it was painful watching him trying to use the scissors. When we got home I checked it by holding one end and stretching it across my chest and the piece we bought that was supposed to be 1 metre measured 1 yard on one side and just short of a metre on the other. My son got a tape measure out as he doesn't like my guestimate methods and I measured 36 inches on one side and 97 cm on the other. Mum's guestimate wins again;)He then decided to check all the others too. Despite the dodgy cutting and the guys obvious lack of metrication in his optical estimate measuring, I think we did ok. If I hadn't been so hot I think I would have spoken up and haggled more over the length of a metre and because of his lack of cutting skills. I probably won't get to use much myself as my daughter has plans for 2 pieces of the fabric. I will definitely get a blouse out of it though. I have a great wartime pattern that promises you can a blouse out of 1 yard of fabric. So I am off out into the garden on this wonderful hot and sunny British summers afternoon to start cutting out with proper sharp dressmakers scissors.