I had a great time last night. In Sweden Midsummer's Eve is a big thing (although since 1954 celebrated on the last Friday before 24th of June and not on the actual day) and your success can be measured in how fancy, genuine and elaborate parties you're invited to.
We stayed at home. Barbecue, wine and a game of card. Oldest and youngest children took part, the rest on their own events.
My very modest project, the remaking of an old quilt. A lot of seams have ripped open and it's too heavy to use. So washing, sewing, mending and lining is required and then, hopefully a cosy, snuggly quilt will make it's way back to the (ugly) sofa in the "library". We stayed at home. Barbecue, wine and a game of card. Oldest and youngest children took part, the rest on their own events.
For many years, a mature, adult and responsible person, to me was someone who didn't have some old fabric wrapped over their sofa in the living room. This being a result, of course, of the fact that I never wanted to spend (or didn't have) money to purchase a decent sofa.