When do you know you've spent too much time sewing?
Is it when your back hurts from bending over that sewing machine? No, that's what pain killers are for.
Is it when you're hungry? No, that's what chocolate's for, a fast acting energy food.
Is it when your child moans she's bored? No, that's when you let her friends come over and trash your place.
"Well, when is it?" I hear you ask.
It's when you go to your undies draw and the only pair of knickers left are so old and saggy and holey that you ponder the merits of going commando.
That's when you know it's time to do the washing!