Still here

I feel rather shame-faced at the five months I have let slip by with no consideration of the general state of things. It seems that the photography was more of an encouragement to post than I realised.

This will resonate with anyone English of a certain age - Junior School and the diary thing. Every day having to write a couple of sentences and then we could draw a picture on the rest of the page. It was supposed to tell about what we did yesterday, or something significant that had taken our interest. I still have the exercise book (Mum insisted on keeping it) where the news of the day was that my cat had been sick in the sitting room - with picture. I also have the one with news of the Australian cousins who were nurses working their way around Europe, and came to see us on the way. One of them took it into her head to cut up her pink petticoat to make a dress and bonnet for my baby doll. She did this in an evening, after I had gone to bed, so it was a wonderful surprise when I woke up. This was my first encounter with Nylon used for a woven fabric.

Anyone who has children of that age and gets the chance to keep any of these deathless works DO IT! It is so important to have something with which to embarrass them in later years.

Still knitting like crazy. Mostly little things for a little treasure. I feel immense gratitude to Lene for producing two entrancing patterns just when I needed them. And for the sock yarn stash which is ideal for knitting them.