Thanks for the help on the DVD question. Why is the world so complicated? I established, not without difficulty, that my new DVD player is Region 2, as expected. I will happily take up your kind offer of a trial run with a Region 1 DVD, Helen, and we’ll see what happens.
I looked up I Knit London but they don’t seem to have a website of their own – or if they do, it’s not up this morning. Lots of enthusiastic references on other people’s sites. I’d love to have a look, and it’s not totally inaccessible from the parts of London we spend time in, but there always seems to be more art to look at.
This year’s Burns Night, on Saturday I think, is the 250th anniversary of his birth, and we threaten to drown in a sea of wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim’rous beasties.
When my husband and I were revving up to go to Thessaloniki some years ago – our last foreign jaunt – Helen said that we would drive through Tempe, loveliest of vales, on our way to Pelion. So I did some googling and stumbled across a poem of Burns’ which took my breath away for a moment: he compared Tempe to – no, if you can’t guess you’ll have to google it for yourself. He’d have trouble getting it published today.
Now, as I may have assured you before, Ah’m no sae green as Ah’m cabbage-looking, and I know that the 18th century went in for that sort of thing. I’m no Burns scholar and I don’t intend to start now, not even as far as Wikipedia. But if he wrote one such poem, he probably wrote others, and it seems sort of a shame not to acknowledge them during the current frenzy.
Somewhere in the house is a Burns anthology, but I can’t find it. I wondered whether it includes such poems, or only nice ones, the way the RSPB is really the Royal Society for the Protection of Nice Birds – no crows, ravens, magpies, or seagulls need apply.
As for knitting, the sleeve progresses. The final shaping is in sight, although it’ll be a couple of evenings still before I actually reach it.