So here we are. It's not as cold as it was yesterday.
sound dangerously like favourites: has this ever happened before? If time
allows this morning, I may even go into a betting shop on Scotland Broughton St and find out what the odds
A friend and neighbour in
(who was also an artist of
some distinction) taught me how to fill out a form in a betting shop and
de-mystified the whole procedure for me. They are not dens of iniquity, after all; not much more dangerous than pubs, and perfectly respectable. It
is an accomplishment I have been grateful to him for. Birmingham
He was a raconteur of distinction, too. I could flesh out the Wikipedia entry by telling you that his grandfather took the tickets, on the Fife side, for the train which famously plunged into the Tay. Or of the time when Bill was in charge of “Art:
Europe” (as he put it) after the war. He
once had to deliver a Rembrandt to a general who was living in a railway
carriage which had formerly been the luxurious nest of his German counterpart.
Bill handed it over and stood his ground. “I need a receipt, Sir.” And eventually got it.
I’ve reached the heel flap. I wonder if I’ll be able to get around the heel while watching the match this evening?
Zite came up with this interesting blog-entry in which a possessor of multiple WIPs analyses the characteristics of the things she actually finishes. Good reading, although it doesn’t touch my situation: I was effectively cured of multiple-WIPery by Greek Helen when a teenager: “What is that going to be, if you finish it?”
The simple act of keeping a record of FO’s followed (in a manila file labelled “Knitting Actually Finished”) – that concentrated the mind wonderfully. And my discovery, on the KnitList in the 90’s, of the concept of Locational WIPs has been a boon, too. One for Strathardle – that became possible once we moved from Birmingham to Edinburgh and were able to go back and forth regularly; a major one for Edinburgh; and socks constantly to hand for waiting rooms and travel.
Thanks for the link to the Sailors’ Society, Claire. I was touched to discover that they are willing to provide both yarn and pattern – they really do want knitters to knit. And their photographs suggest that lively colours are welcome. It doesn’t matter which sailor gets the hat I intend to knit next week. Someone certainly will.
Thank you for the pointer to the Sockupied App, Bonnie. I read your message this morning on my iPad as I sat at the kitchen table with that precious first cup of coffee (in my Calcutta Cup mug, of course), and went to the App Store at once. I’ve bought the whole thing, and like it. Should I get Cat Bordhi’s ebook? I have always resisted the fancification of sock-knitting, but I wonder if there might not be something I could usefully learn about heels.