Secret Supper Afternoon Tea and Christmas tree Decorations

One fine Sunday afternoon at the end of November my great friend Ms James and I went to the secret supper club vintage afternoon tea and Christmas tree decoration making.

We found the venue and were greeted by some lovely people who run the secret supper club. We were shown through to the room where it was being held and met by lovely bunting surrounding us and the table all set with lovely vintage china tea cups and saucers, along with lovely tea pots and accessories.

Once all the guests arrived we got down to the workshop on making our own Christmas tree decorations. This was great fun, choosing the shape we wanted in the right colour felt and then what we were going to use to decorate it. From buttons of all shapes, sizes and colours to an array of sequins in a rainbow of colours. We were shown the best way to sew these on, then stitch around the felt adding a hanging hook and then leaving a gap to stuff with wadding and finally stitching it all together.

In the middle of the workshop we were able to stop for our afternoon tea, not only delightful tea and coffee but a lovely array of finger sandwiches, mini quiches, mini Victoria sponges, scones and cakes. It was all homemade, fresh and filling. We munched our way through, then it was back to stitching and sequins.

Inspired by this glorious afternoon I decided that for the girls Christmas drinks this year as a little gift when they come to mine, they will each get a little homemade Christmas tree decoration.

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