I started Stitchscape over 10 years ago, not just as a business, but as a remedy for the kind of creative loneliness that only fellow sewists will truly understand. I’d been sewing at home, alone, for too long—bursting with patchwork ideas, mini triumphs, and occasional disasters, but with no one to share them with who really got it.

I craved connection. I wanted somewhere warm, colourful, and inspiring—where people could chat and laugh, just as much as they stitched. Somewhere comfy and well-equipped, where you could feel your shoulders drop in relaxation, the moment you walked in. Somewhere that wasn’t a freezing cold church hall with wobbly kid-sized chairs and questionable carpets

The thing is—those halls were full of brilliant, talented women. And it broke my heart that they were sharing their passion in such uninviting spaces. So I created something better.