We continue to mend, and even hope to go to Strathardle tomorrow. Thank you for your notes of concern and sympathy.
When we finally got into bed on Friday night – by then, in fact, Saturday was well advanced – we turned on the radio and, before unconsciousness overcame us, heard the World Service trailing a program – sometime this week – called “Knitting in
It’s not the one you and I would like to hear. It’s about what non-combatants
do in such a situation to keep life moving forward and themselves sane. That’s
what I had been doing in the preceding hours in a&e – knitting in Tripoli . Tripoli
What I Tell You Two Times is True
I have bought and printed the pattern for the Driven jacket to which I linked on Friday. The blogger who wrote about it said that the Malabrigo Worsted for which it is written is incredibly soft. That same morning, the Knitting Daily editor said that she had knit a hat from the Weekend Hats book in that same yarn, and had come to the same conclusion. Do I know this yarn?
That same day, both the Telegraph and the Economist predicted the demise of the Euro and major misery for us all to follow.
I thought the little Brownstone would go faster once the sleeves were attached, and sure enough. I’ll start the raglan shaping today. As we all know, it goes like the wind after that.
I am well advanced with my second bauble. I had better return to it today, somehow. Here’s the first one:
Stash Haus, I keep thinking about your question about UK Christmasses, and coming to different conclusions. It’s much darker here. Maybe that’s the whole problem – maybe I remember that Christmas of 1960 as less stressful just because it was lighter.
We don’t have anything like Black Friday here. Nor did we, in the
, when I was
young. There was a general consensus that when Thanksgiving was over, it was
time to think about Christmas, but that was all. The push is getting earlier
and earlier here. I used to tell myself, keep going steadily towards Christmas
after my husband’s birthday (November 19) although I often didn’t do it. Now,
Christmas has taken over the shops well before then. US
Obviously, if you have to have Thanksgiving dinner on Christmas day, as well as doing presents and cards, it’s going to be tough.
What follows will sound trivial and silly, but it’s part of my problem: my husband’s family insist on sending each other cards, as well as presents. I have always – and still do – regarded cards as one step down, for people one is concerned to keep in touch with and wants to hear from, but doesn’t love quite enough to buy or knit anything for. I will observe this convention, this year as always, and send cards (as well as presents) to his nieces which I wouldn’t dream of sending to our own children or to my sister. But I don’t like it, and the knowledge that I must do it adds to the pressure.