With Cunning Needle - 2 Day Conference * 21-22 October 2011 * Winterthur, USA

In my occasional series of Travels and Museums, I must tell you about a memorable day visiting Winterthur Museum in Delaware. Perhaps when you travel there to participate in this fabulous two-day conference, as you must, you will remember me and smile. Click here for your information download and registration form.

Everyone told me they hired a car or took taxis to Winterthur - but I am YorkshireWoman so I disregarded all advice. I have travelled on the back of flat bed lorries in the Rif mountains of Morocco; I have travelled by donkey, yak and other quadrupeds too numerous to enumerate; I have travelled through snow, ice, desert and midnight sun; have disregarded royalty, celebrities and even the Dalai Lama in the quest for my destination. YorkshireWoman always gets through. Then there was Winterthur. I travelled Amtrak from Philadelphia to Wilmington, popped into the Tourist Information Centre there to ask how I should travel the next 6 miles to the museum. I was told to hire a car. There were definitely no buses. If I came back the day following one of their friends would take me. Very kind people. But YorkshireWoman knew there was a way - somehow. On her forward retreat back to the Amtrak station, she went past a bus office. Buses to Winterthur? No. Buses going near Winterthur, then? Where is it? YorkshireWoman produces map. Looks like the number 10 should get you close. Yo! Buy ticket. Wait for bus. Get on bus. Ask driver to let me off at Winterthur Museum. Where's Winterthur Museum? No, I am the tourist here. Do you have a map? Yorkshirewoman never travels anywhere without all the maps of the universe in her teeny handbag. Try getting off there. Sit down. Ride for a long time. Route bears no resemblance to bus map. This could be Wales. See shops, shopping parade, lots of people. It must be here. Get off bus. No signs to Winterthur. Sees horses in fields. Considers saddling up. Goes into Wine Shop. YorkshireWoman always knows where friends are to be found. Tell me how I can walk to Winterthur from here. You can't. I can't! Too far, too dangerous on road for little lady. Before I can say, I am mighty YorkshireWoman, he says he will take me in his car. That is so very kind of you, I'm terribly grateful. Arrive Winterthur. Note bus stop right outside gate. I shall know better next time!