Monday, April 30, 2007
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Friday, April 27, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
I went from economy fashion to the other end of the scale today paying a visit to House of Bruar where I bought a skirt from Poland and a pair of trousers from Germany. What does that say about the British clothing industry?
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
It is very textured and I can't decided whether to block it or not. I think not. I've still not recovered from blocking a nasty acrylic thing and watching it treble in size. No nasty acrylic here though. This is Noro Silk Garden.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Something tells me you haven't seen the last of this particular project.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
I have some of these from last year that are fairing fine. No sign of the bleach rotting the fabric although for £3 it wouldn't be a major disaster. You do then to fall in love with things though, don't you?
Like underpants. Just can't persuade him indoors to part with his old ones which frankly should have a health and safety warning on them. He says he's keeping them for polishing cloths. What, precisely is he going to polish?
Friday, April 13, 2007
My better half was working in the boat yard and to be companionable and catch a little sun I decided to go along and take my knitting. There was still a bit of a breeze so I sat in the driver's seat of the van with the window open happily knitting away. I'm still working on Lucy Neatby's Fiesta Feet and have reached a terrible difficult 'lift stitch over and off' bit which I can only accomplish with the assistance of a tiny crochet hook. This is very laborious and involves lifting and laying the crochet hook every three stitches.
Yes, there is a point to this and yes, I am getting to it.
The crochet hook is the smallest in the world , barely visible to the naked eye. I discovered that the weave of the van seat fabric is such that if I impaled the hook into it I could get away with pulling it out again without catching the fabric. Excellent! Crochet hook was now to hand. Made mental note not to let dearly beloved catch me at this because jabbing things into his van upholstery would most definitely be a punishable offence. By what means I'm not sure but I do know he likes do look after his things. However, I didn't think I was doing any harm......
....until we were ready to go home and I skooched over to the passenger seat leaving my vertical crochet hook behind me. I noticed it seconds before DB lowered himself onto it.
This had it humourous side, not that he could see it from where he was standing, but it's also a serious cautionary tale friends. Imaging having to explain that one to accident and emergency.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
A sweet and generous customer visiting my loyalty card free retail establishment yesterday took the time to show me how to crochet a Solomon's knot. I'd tried to master this from books but never managed it. We fell to chatting about crochet, like you do, I whipped out my hook and some yarn and before I knew it I was knotting away like a good 'un. Incontrovertible proof that the power of persistence works.....and if you need more proof.........
I changed my supermarket recently. After being asked a gazillion times ' do you have a loyalty card?', I gave in. I am now the proud owner of a Tesco loyalty card and my paranoia has swung full circle. I'm sure people are trying to swindle me out of my loyalty points. You are supposed to be given double club card points when you take your own shopping bags but how would you know? Each week I proudly hold up my motley assortment but no lights flash, no bells ring.
The subject of shopping bags brings us full circle to my kind, knot teaching customer. I want to crochet a string bag. If I have to carry my shopping home in something it must be chic, in keeping with my creative persona and have holes no bigger than those through which a banana could fall. Anyone out there know of any patterns? This is the beginning of my first attempt but I think I'm going to try and find some wooden bag handles. Nothing more painful than being garroted by your carrier bag, no matter now stylish.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Today was the start of the 2007 awfully big adventure season.
In glorious sunshine we took the ferry to Dunoon then hit the single track roads heading for the Crinan Canal.
We turned a corner in the road just as a tree was being felled in front of us and had to wait while the guys fired up their chain saws, lopped off the branches and cleared the way. They said we were the first car they'd seen in two hours. Sod's law!
We finally reached the canal and had a lovely lunch in the Cairnbaan Hotel. Most excellent eve's pudding and custard.
We found everything but the kitchen sink in Argyll and Bute. Oh no, we found that too.
Guess who forgot her sunglasses....but then, how often do you need them in Scotland?
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
It has given me time to finish my first Lucy Neatby Fiesta Foot. Whether or not it even becomes Fiesta Feet remains to be seen. It is the most difficult sock n the world, knitted here in the wrong yarn and full of mistakes. But I love it none the less!
Sunday, April 01, 2007
I was early for my play date and had a wander round the charming historical market town in which we were meeting. Didn't have my camera with me of course so couldn't snap for you some scaffolding I found colourfully protected by carpet in different tartans. Only in Scotland!
A farmer's market was in progress and something smelled wonderful. Before I knew what was happening she whose body is a temple was wolfing down a wild boar burger. Yummmmmmmmmm!
The ladies were extremely talented and produced some fabulous work which I'm getting slightly better at photographing. The soldering iron was the star of the day and much beautiful applique and faux vermicelli was produced without a sewing machine in sight. Also no-one soldered through their partner's cable. Well done ladies!