Chapters (52)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Also by Tricia Stringer
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Acknowledgements
“Now don’t get too far ahead of yourselves, you two,” Monica said. “We’ve only got one order.”
“But it’s a big one,” Rod said. “The school where our girls board in Adelaide has placed an order for one hundred jumpers.”
“That’s great news.” Paula had been at Monica’s the day Rod had returned from Adelaide with his sample jumpers. He had done the rounds of several schools and clubs who had good quality jumpers as part of their uniform. He hadn’t known then whether he would get any orders but he had been enthusiastic and his product was good.
“It’s certainly something to think about,” Dan said.
“How did you go with my mother’s singing group?” Paula said.
“I’ve sent them some sample scarves.” Monica put a hand to the scarf at her neck. “At least I make them and know the finished product is what I want. It’s the jumpers I’m worried about.”
“Why?”
“I’m worried about the quality control. We’re outsourcing the knitting of the jumpers.”
“They’ll be fine, Monica,” Rod said. “You said yourself that the chap we’ve found is ideal for what we want.”
“It’s all a bit nerve-racking. It’s one thing for me to produce items on a small scale at home but it’s totally different when you spend money you don’t have, to use your own wool to produce your own product.” She smiled at Dan and handed back the wool. “You must be pleased with this.”
“We’ve still a way to go but I think we’re on the right track.” Dan stood up. “Speaking of which, I have to bring in the next lot of sheep.”
Paula watched him say his goodbyes and push his hat firmly on his head as he strode away. Was he really interested in the Brown’s business or was he just being polite?
“I didn’t mention the pup,” Rod said, once Dan was out of sight. “I’m assuming it’s still a secret.”
“Yes.” Paula nodded. “I’ll come for it next week if that’s okay?”
“Good.” Rod stood as well. “We’d best be off.”
“Before you go.” Paula looked from one to the other. “I know you’ve got a plan for your business but does it include a website and an online shop? Since I’ve moved to the farm I’ve started doing even more shopping online. It’s a great way to give people access to your product.”
“I don’t think we’re quite up to that yet. We’ve got two jumper designs and some of my individual pieces.”
“And a scarf range,” Rod added.
“You could open an Etsy shop,” Paula said.
“You two.” Monica gave a wry smile. “Let’s not run before we can walk. Come on, Rod, I thought you were in a hurry.”