This weekend just past included the first Saturday of the month and that is when, in regular times, I would have been to my writing class at the Castle. The group last met in early March, the museum being closed to visitors before the first Saturday in April. It was after that initial missed session… Continue reading DIY Writing Group
Today in the UK we are celebrating our mums, awe-inspiring, inspirational women who have made us the people we are today and shown us how to raise the next awe-inspiring, inspirational generation.
My lovely daughter is treating her aging mum to a birthday trip to Helsinki, Finland. It's a beautiful city. We visited the Design Museum yesterday and my eye was caught by this chunky knitted skirt. Helsinki is a lovely city, small enough to walk around comfortably, frequent trams, and surprisingly few cars. There is a… Continue reading A day in Helsinki
Well, I have teased you for long enough and now it's time to reveal my 60th birthday gift-to-myself - the A5 William Hannah Notebook in Bordeaux and Petrol. When I fully processed the fact that I was unlikely to treat myself to a pen to celebrate my 60th birthday, I wondered what else would fall into… Continue reading Planner ahoy!
The list of things I haven't done the past week is enormous. I haven't exercised anywhere near enough. I haven't been faithful to my diet. I haven't finished reading Midnight At The Well Of Souls (by Jack L Chalker, thrilling 1970s sci-fi). Indeed, for the past three days I haven't even written or knitted. Instead… Continue reading Revelation
I don't have plans and schemes And I don't have hopes and dreams I don't have anything Since I don't have you Well, actually, I do! Over the past couple of days I have been examining my modest yarn stash to work out which yarns I want to keep and which I am never going… Continue reading I don’t have plans and schemes
After a fine run of warm, sunny autumn days, it seems we have turned a corner and yesterday was dark and dank without respite. A day for hunkering down with steaming mugs of tea, for switching on the lamp to provide a pool of light on the desk, for typing and typing (trying to improve… Continue reading Dreary days, December desks
I was fascinated by the appearance of hand-knitted socks in one of last week's re-runs of Kojak (Series 4, Episode 3 - Law Dance). One of the numerous things I love about Kojak is how he is portrayed as being fascinated by everything. Most episodes see him fiddling with something - blowing bubbles in a… Continue reading Kojak is not knitting a sock
A lot of my weekend was spent alternating between knitting and watching Kojak; perfect partners for the grim, grey, rainy days we had in Norfolk. Oh, I did chores too, plenty of chores. I washed and cleaned and shopped for groceries, because I am far from advocating a life where all one does is knit… Continue reading Work in progress – Maroon sweater
From Theo Kojak Everyone's favourite well-dressed, bald, Greek, lollipop-sucking, 1970s New York cop. "Greeks don't make threats... ... they utter prophesies." (This classic show from my teenage years is being shown on ITV4 every lunchtime and is currently the highlight of my days. And don't you just love the cops in the background trimming the… Continue reading Quote of the Week