Imagine the following scenario, yarn-lovers. You're out for the evening, and you arrive at the venue a little before the friend whom you've arranged to meet. So you order a glass of rioja, and look around for somewhere to sit. The bar area is crowded, and there are no tables free. You recognize a vague acquaintance, but you don't really know them well enough to table-crash, so you smile/wave to them and move on. Eventually you find a low shelf thingy at the back of the room, so you settle Continue Reading