And so I was wandering around our old village with the Toddler Twinnage, in the warm almost-spring sunshine. (There is a crochet point to this post, honest. I'm working up to it.) We noticed many things: the ancient thatched walls... ...and the early spring flowers, pretty much all of which are either yellow or purple, a combination that maintains my belief in nature as genius designer. I mean, look at the colour wheel: yellow is pretty much opposite purple, so we're onto a winner in Continue Reading
In Which The Toddler Twinnage Is Warehoused And The Knitting Is Knitted
I'm getting a bit shameless about knitting/crocheting anywhere and everywhere (except at work: my patients would be disconcerted to find their psychologist muttering over stitch-counts as they entered the consulting room. Unless they're knitters, of course.) Oh, and I'd best gloss over my recent attempt to knit secretly under the table at the pub whilst having a rare lunch date with the Stoic Spouse. I know he reads this blog, and I'm not sure his disapproval of that incident has worn off yet. Continue Reading
Review: Rico glow-in-the-dark yarn
Glow-in-the-dark yarn sounds like a rather wonderful concept, no? When I heard this thing existed, I had a, 'Gah, WHY didn't I think of that?' moment. This happens a lot - the universe is clearly some way ahead of me. Anyway, I know TheTwistedYarn is primarily a stuff-for-the-home blog, but when I heard about this brand new yarn, I had to take a minor swerve into garment-knitting, because what toddler-about-town doesn't need a glow-in-the-dark knitted hat? Pedantically, I should point out Continue Reading
*hums* Never Smile At A Crocodile…
...cos you can't get friendly with a crocodile... *here endeth the hum* Sorry, bad habit, humming. Sometimes, since having children, I've caught myself walking down the ward at work humming 'Row, row, row your boat'. Not very professional, is it? Anyway, back to the crocodiles. TheTwistedYarn, the Toddler Twinnage, the Stoic Spouse, and the in-progress Arne and Carlos blanket have been on (a very short) tour. Look! Here we are, pottering through the Oxfordshire countryside in the cool autumn Continue Reading
Mostly Outdoors
This summer, the toddler twinnage and I are spending lots of happy time (and a fair ol' portion of grumpy grizzly Mummy-I-Want-To-Go-Home-NOWWWWWW time) outdoors. Much of this hasn't been compatible with knitting/crochet, but the toddler twinnage seem to be under the impression that I should actively parent them. So we've been to say hello to the rescue donkeys (where we met a pig who, rather confusingly, kept saying 'woof')... ...and I knitted my way to a music Continue Reading
Vest tops and rainbows
Oops, I've been a bit quiet on here. With apologies to my lovely bloggy acquaintances whom I've neglected. Normal chattiness will be restored shortly. Life has irritatingly intervened. I do wish it wouldn't do that. Doesn't it realize that I have priorities? Anyway, I'm still temporarily swerving a little away from the housey theme of this blog, to indulge my longstanding love of Adriafil Knitcol (not to mention my longstanding love of the toddler twinnage ;-) ) and make a few of these in Continue Reading
Sorry, twinnage.
I have wine. I have crochet on my knee:- I have been for a walk in my rainbow wellies with the toddler twinnage:- We saw sheep whose wool was just begging to be shorn (in this unseasonably mild weather), spun, dyed, and knitted. The twinnage sweetly observed that someone had been drawing on the sheep, so I had to explain about marking them so everyone knows who owns them. We came home and baked my deceptively-easy-chocolate-cake:- ...But I'm feeling bad. The twinnage, Continue Reading
Jumpers for toddler twins
This old brewery that we live in is cold, properly cold. One winter we had ice on the inside of the window panes, something I half-remembered happening in childhood but had thought I must have imagined until it happened again here, in our bedroom, two years ago. Times like this, I have to stop knitting/crocheting housey stuff and make warm clothes for the twinnage. Actually it's weirdly mild here in the UK here at the moment, but it still manages to be chilly in the house, and I do live in Continue Reading
The Ridgeway
Out-and-about today with the twinnage and the stoic spouse. No, this isn't a knitting post, but I'm 80% of the way through my latest project and will "ta-dah" it in a few days' time. So, we went to part of the Ridgeway. I've often walked small sections of this ancient 85-mile trail before. It's a long, raised chalk ridge, trudged for at least the last 5000 years by herdsmen, traders, soldiers, and other travellers. Its height helped navigation and security, and raised it a little over the Continue Reading
Self-portrait in yarn
I've been busy. Not busy doing the sensible things that I ought to be doing you understand, but busy with sticks and string.The 'about' page on this blog needs some pictures doesn't it? Just to give you an idea of what I, and Mr TwistedYarn and the twinnage, and this crazy house actually look like. But I'm slightly wary of posting photos of all of us, so I came up with an alternative idea: I'll knit us! It's taking a while, though, hence my silence for the last few days. So far, I've managed a Continue Reading