New year is a funny ol' time, and I realize that folk have wildly different feelings about it. If you're one of those ultra-sorted people who takes their life to the existential gym five times a week for a thorough workout, and you're ticking those life goals off the list faster than the ink will flow from your pen, then I'm sure you're just fine-and-dandy on New Year's Eve, and are up at midnight singing Auld Lang Syne with the best of 'em. (Maybe you even know all the words.) But if life Continue Reading
That Was The Year That Was
Yesterday when I got home from work, one of the twins said "Mummy, I saw a grown-up cry today!" This had obviously made a big impression. I don't think he's witnessed adult tears before. Questioning revealed that the Stoic Spouse - who'd been looking after the boys all day - had taken them a few miles away to the village of Goring, where in the course of running some errands they'd walked past George Michael's house, in which he died (far too young) last week. Outside his home was a sea of Continue Reading
The Musk Ox Is A-Comin’
Happy new year! May 2015 bring you creative inspiration, manageable hair, unexpected deliveries of the finest yarn, and a bucketload of cake. Speaking of fine yarn, I whispered the words arctic qiviut at the end of my last post. Whaddya mean, you didn't notice? Do pay attention, people! Well I'm going to say it just a little louder, now, because the musk ox is a-comin' to this blog, and he'll be here soon. Look! One hundred per cent pure arctic qiviut, a once-in-a-lifetime knitter's dream Continue Reading