B was pleased to see me, and delighted with the cards. We sat in her kitchen and while reminiscing over a cup of tea, she suddenly remembered she had something for me. She disappeared for a minute, and returned with an old card table cloth. She remembered that I collect linens, and has had this one for years.
Unfinished apron complete with cottons.
A box of threads...I don't know how people can work with a tangled mess like this! I will only keep the skeins, the rest will be thrown out.