Sitting down to write this post with knitting and wine beside me is the most normal thing that I've done for a while. I hate the word 'normal', along with the word 'should' - as my patients rapidly discover when I ban both abominations from their vocabularies. But whatever on earth normal is, these past few weeks have not been it. (This whole year hasn't been normal, of course, but you've doubtless noticed that. And if you haven't, then I really don't want to be the one to burst your Continue Reading
Bricks. And socks.
And look! Bricks! Whaddayerthink? Moderately bricklike, no? I've been muchly busy with my crochet hook, trying out different stitches in search of the perfect masonry. I think we're getting reasonably bricklike, here. (Trust a lass, ya dinnae want ter see my earlier attempts.) I'm working on a new project. Two new projects, actually, one knitted skirtย and one crocheted house-like-thing-I'll-tell-you-about-soonish. It's fun to stretch both of these crafting muscles at once. I do love Continue Reading
Yup, It’s A Sock
It was inevitable, really. Having tried pretty much everything else in my knittingย career, I've finally succumbed to sock-knitting. And my fear of developing a sock-knitting addiction? Hmm, probably justified, judging by the fact that I'm tempted to phone HR at work to find out whether they've got a special-leave-for-sock-knitting policy. (Surely they must have? They're reasonable people, yeah?) All right I admit it, sock knitters of the world: you were right. There is something Continue Reading