It's good to be out of quarantine at last. The Tyrannical Twinnage and I have been bimbling around south Oxfordshire's various towns running errands today. One of those errands involved yarn, so I can't complain. More on that, later. We took the winding back roads through thatched, rose*-covered villages, and over ancient stone hump-backed bridges that bounced the twinnage in their carseats and made them giggle. Those bridges criss-crossed the Thames, the river narrow and enthusiastic in its Continue Reading
Very Little Knitting
And..................................................................... hello. This transmission of knitting/crochet/outdoorsy trivia was briefly interrupted by an icky vomiting bug. I haven't knitted for several days. This is unprecedented. It's odd, and it's most definitely quite wrong. Please don't try this at home, people. (And sorry that I haven't responded to your blogs, either. I've missed reading y'all, and will try to catch up over the next few days.) But I have been thinking Continue Reading
Spring stitchery
Sometimes life is hard. Sometimes - unless you're very unlucky - life is good. The last few days have been particularly good here at TheTwistedYarn, (which no doubt means that everything will go catastrophically wrong tomorrow). The Toddler Twinnage have played adorably, the stoic spouse has spent happy evenings preparing to lay model railway track in the back garden of our brewery home (don't ask), and I have had some peaceful knitting moments in the spring sunshine. The other day, on a Continue Reading