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Making Waves

December 8, 2017

I do think Old Shale (which I always thought was exactly the same as Feather & Fan, but apparently it isn’t, but I’m not quite sure why) is one of my favourite knitting patterns. It’s incredibly easy, but not actually dull because of that every fourth row where you pattern. It provided some soothing knitting for journeys over the summer and I produced the first of two blankets for baby twins – grandchildren of the Patchwork Perfectionist.

So far, so good. The thing is we had been told that one of the twins was going to be a boy, but then there was a news embargo regarding the second. Plan A was to knit the second blanket in a gender neutral colour, I rather favoured green. This plan was however dashed when the only greens at the shop were rather dreary, in fact none of the available colours were particularly appealing – on to Plan B. This was to take a punt on Baby 2 being a girl, and knit up a matching blanket in a purple I rather liked and already had. Two thirds of the way up the babies were born: two boys, back to the drawing board. Plan C was to use the same wool as the first blanket, I was pretty sure I had enough, and knit a blanket with a similar wave theme – I chose the traditional Shetland pattern print o’ the wave, one of my favourites. Looking good but I was wrong, I only had enough yarn for three quarters of a blanket, and then I couldn’t find any more.

Finally plan D, same blanket, same colour, different shade – done!

If you’re an Old Shale fan too, mine was knitted over a repeat of 18 stitches as follows: Row 1:  knit;          Row 2: purl          Row 3: pattern          Row 4: knit

The pattern is: (knit 2 together) x3,  (yarn forward knit 1) x6,  (knit 2 together) x3

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Still Waters

October 17, 2017

IMG_3814We took advantage of a break in the weather this weekend, to visit the Wildfowl and Wetlands Trust up at Martinmere. It’s a lovely place, that we clearly hadn’t been to for longer than I thought – there had been some changes, but the canoe safari was happily unaltered and Super Girl and I spent a lovely hour doing a spot of desultory paddling and enjoying the tranquillity. The signs did seem a big goose-ist though!

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I am having something of an existential crisis

September 30, 2017

To be fair, I’ve been gone so long you might have been doubting my existence entirely. We’re just going to gloss over that hiatus, but now it’s all feeling a bit serious. So much of who I am is tied up with the Pictlets, and it won’t be long now until they have both flown.   In theory this is an opportunity to get my act together and do a bit of reinventing, in practise we all know how very poor I am at managing a new plan for more than the occasional day, which is beginning to feel more than a little old. As am I.

There’s another couple of months with Super Girl home, but I had a bit of a taster today: Mr Pict has taken Boy Wonder back to university, and stayed overnight with family, and Super Girl was out all day with another Scouts group. A bit of a slump ensued – I’d planned to tidy the sitting room, but let’s face it if I was any good at making myself tidy up I would already have a presentable room.

the raccoon and I are having a quiet day

March 24, 2017

I exaggerated somewhat this morning. I texted a friend to say I couldn’t go for a walk I’d been looking forward to because I have a bit of a chest infection and it felt like an elephant was sitting on my chest. Now I don’t have a small chest, but it certainly wouldn’t accommodate an elephant, and anyway that isn’t really an accurate description. I don’t feel absolutely pinned down, just somewhat flattened.

I’ve decided that the most accurate analogy, is that I have a raccoon settled there – that seems like the right sort of weight. I thought it might be a red panda, I’ve always loved the ida of a red panda, but I’ve decided they are a bit too cute, and although fundamentally cuddly looking, I have a suspcicion that if I tried to dislodge a sleeping raccoon it would get kind of scratchy. I’m feeling a bit like that.

Thing 5

February 17, 2017

img_2365Well I finally fired up the sewing machine, after leaving it in hibernation for quite some time. Having dithered about meaning to for quite some time I was finally spurred into action by the fact that Boy Wonder’s college Spring Ball was coming up and I found this rather cool pattern for a bow tie. I had the idea and found the pattern a bit too late for it to arrive, but it at least provided a bit of impetus and he’ll be going to other balls.img_2367I’ve had the fabric for a while, but I rather liked the idea of a bow tie covered in instructions for how to iron a shirt.

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whoops!

February 10, 2017

Slipping again, although I’ve not been quite as inactive as it looks like I’ve been. I owe you a couple of updates about adventures and makes – I have to admit I’ve not been quite so good on the recipe front, but I’m hoping I might make good on that next week.

My photos don’t seem to be cooperating at the moment, so I’m going to have to leave you in suspense, and I won’t even be posting tomorrow because I’m off to spend a ridiculously long day in Birmingham – Super Girl’s school choir are singing in some massed choir fest, and as a special treat I’m allowed to go along on the coach (thereby setting off a whole 6 hours earlier than the regular parents’ and friends’ coach). I shall be taking my knitting.

as I said . . .

February 1, 2017

planning is key. It’s just not always easy to know what to plan. So, it’s back to the unsettledness I was mentioning earlier this year, I suppose. The Marvellous Mummy and I met up yesterday for the first time since before Christmas – that’s the thing about being marvellous, it does seem to make one rather busy. It was a chance to catch up with each other’s news, and for the MM to quiz me about what I would like to be doing – there was a slightly Mastermind-esque chair involved, but it really wasn’t much of a quiz:

“So what would you like to do?”

“I don’t know.”

“Ok. Would you like another coffee?”

Still, it probably is something I ought to give more thought to. I can’t just keep waiting for inspiration, and the whole what shall I do when I grow up? thing is really not appropriate at my age.

Coincidentally the Scone Queen was also presiding over her Kingdom, and she was also waxing philosophical about purpose – I was obviously looking particularly rudderless yesterday. Her advice – do what you love!

Which rather takes me back to where I started.