Sometimes life is hard. Sometimes - unless you're very unlucky - life is good. The last few days have been particularly good here at TheTwistedYarn, (which no doubt means that everything will go catastrophically wrong tomorrow). The Toddler Twinnage have played adorably, the stoic spouse has spent happy evenings preparing to lay model railway track in the back garden of our brewery home (don't ask), and I have had some peaceful knitting moments in the spring sunshine. The other day, on a Continue Reading