Eight out of ten colours done on the monster rainbow stained glass window afghan. Watch this space. Meanwhile, a spot more yarn-bombing, because sometimes a lass needs a break from crocheting round and round (and round) and round a stained glass window. So, I have a plan, now. This:- will be applied right about here, on the tower of our brewery:- So far, we have a few of the railing-cosies:- And we have knitted pigeons:- Watch this space... Continue Reading
Archives for February 2014
Yarn-bombing the house at last…
OK, before we get on to tonight's post proper, here's a peek at a bit of the afghan WIP:- When it's done, I'll buy y'all a drink to say thank you for your encouragement. And I probably won't crochet any more afghans for a wee while... although some even crazier projects are in the mental pipeline. Anyway, this is mostly a piece about yarn-bombing. Because as I've posted before, plans have been afoot to yarn-bomb the house. And I had a little reminder to get on with it the other day, Continue Reading
Waving not drowning
A soggy hello from - as Bembeezle has excellently dubbed it - Oxfordshire-On-Sea. :-) (For readers from far-flung corners of the globe, I should point out that Oxfordshire is about as land-locked as you can get in the UK.) I've been enjoying everyone else's pictures of meteorological madness lately, so I just thought I'd continue the theme. Here we were the other day, beside a field near the twinnage's muchly-liked god-parents' house in west Oxfordshire. It's easy to identify fields Continue Reading
More rain. More crochet.
Yup, it's another post whilst the monster rainbow stained glass window afghan grows and grows behind the scenes. And it's another waterlogged post. Because really, this rain is getting silly now. You've made your point, rainclouds, or maybe you haven't because I'm not sure quite what your point is, other than the fact that we've ballsed up the climate and everyone is having bonkers weather of one sort or another this year. I've been pottering around Oxfordshire again, this week accompanied Continue Reading
Weaving in ends (or possibly obliterating the hairy blighters with napalm).
Yesterday, I promised a crochet post. Predictably, it's about the rainbow stained glass window afghan. It's going to be a few weeks until it's finished I think, given that it'll end up more than two metres across - that's a lot of stitches. Someone on Ravelry posted that they'd finished the same design in more conventional colours within "about two weeks". Even allowing for this meaning "almost three weeks", and even supposing they spent that fortnight-and-a-bit omitting Continue Reading
Rain, rain, enough already.
Boy, can it rain. Moody great clouds, you've made your point, yeah? How about you go somewhere else now? It's been raining for weeks. I daren't go down to the cellar because I just know it'll have flooded a bit, and the labels will have floated off our wine supply. And our tinned tomato supply. And maybe even the twinnage's baked beans. Oh, and can you imagine what it's done to the industrial quantities of tissues that the Stoic Spouse buys in bulk? (And I do mean in bulk. Seriously, come the Continue Reading
And still the rainbow stained glass window grows
The monster afghan grows, and grows. We've achieved light green, with only dark green, a couple of blues, and purple still to go. It's BIG. So whilst I wiggle away with my crochet hook, allow me to present In Other News. We've been out, the twinnage and I. We don't get out as much as we should. The logistical demands of doing stuff with the stroppy twinnage make it tricky. And the stoic spouse firmly believes in parental efficiency, ie no more than one parent should be with the kids at any Continue Reading