A very brief one because, well, chicken pox. And a vomiting bug. Our house is not a healthy place just now. In a few days' time, I'm sure we'll swap round illnesses, just to mix things up a bit. But I just wanted to show you some progress on the big housey crochet project from before I got vomity. I've paused work on the garden to embroider some rambling roses all over the house, because no wonky ol' cottage is complete without a rosebush scrambling up its walls. I used some Rowan Fine Tweed Continue Reading
Archives for July 2015
Summer
Woah, a busy few days carpe-ing the diem with my delightfully crazy aunt who came to stay (and then a couple of days at work). I love my aunt. Having a vegetarian to stay (aka a herbivore, in the Toddler Twinnage's very carefully considered opinion after I explained that we wouldn't be eating any meat/fish for a few days) was a happy excuse to cook lots and lots of curry stuffed with veg and chickpeas, and to drink sparkling wine and talk about love. Not that vegetarians/herbivores have a Continue Reading
Knitting A Pond, Crocheting The Lillies
So yesterday, TheTwistedYarn passed the happy milestone of 100 000 views. I'm sure that a few of these were folks landing here accidentally and scurrying rapidly through the labyrinthine corridors of the 'Yarn on their way in search of a site about molecular biology or how to mend vacuum cleaners. And that's OK: we're inclusive here, though not very informative about molecular biology. But hopefully, the vast, vast majority of these hits were by colour-loving yarn-wielders, and I really hope Continue Reading
Crocheting In Somerset
I've always been a details-monkey rather than a bigger-picture person.* This is one of the many, many reasons why I'm not the millionaire CEO of some entrepreneurial shebang. I'd be too busy pondering the style of door knobs for the offices to notice that the business was falling over a financial cliff. So when I say that we went away this week for a couple o' nights to a Somerset village so that the Toddler Twinnage could have some bucket-and-spade time, I hope you'll understand that I've Continue Reading
Bricks. Mortar. Grass.
Goodness, I'll never be a bricklayer. I'm getting towards the top of the wall of my big furniture-related housey secret project, and I am very nearly over this whole brick-mortar-brick-mortar-brick-mortar monotony. I'm looking forward to embroidering roses scrambling all over it. Mad, monstrous roses with no inhibitions. Also I'm looking forward to starting the garden. Some of your comments on previous posts have given me ideas.... (Thank you.) I'm also wondering about possibly a Continue Reading
Stylecraft Competition Winners
So. <Adjusts posture and adopts important announcy sort of voice.> You may recall from earlier in the year my cheery chatterings about co-judging the Stylecraft Special DK colour competition up in beautiful Yorkshire, with Lucy from Attic24 and Sarah Neal from Let's Knit magazine. (Sarah is a woman who understands that sometimes you need to sit in a car park frantically finishing knitting a skirt for the meeting that you are about to take part in: let's just say that I feel a lot of Continue Reading
In Which Life Imitates Art. Or Vice Versa. Or Summat.
Well, I'm back. Properly back, but more on that later. The ridiculous thing was that in my IVF-befuddled state, I clean forgot to mention that my column is in this month's Simply Knitting. Here's a sneaky peek. I really must get on with writing the next one. Anyway, to the point of today's post... There comes a point in many big projects where the novelty of the early stages has well and truly worn off, but the end isn't yet sufficiently in view to draw you closer. You just have to keep on Continue Reading