Joe is safely here, and we will be off to Strathardle later this morning. I am in the near-panic-attack state which is becoming familiar. Greek Helen has prescribed valerian – it does help. What’s in it?
-- I’ve had a nice letter from the bride-to-be: she wants to wear the Princess! So next week when we get back I will move all those books off the chest in which it is stored, and have a look. Moths? Even more worrying, has it yellowed? We saw an interesting contraption in Shetland, a sort of smoke box such as might have been used to kipper a herring, which was in fact used, we were told, to whiten fine lace with sulphur smoke.
I don’t think I want to embark on that.
This will be the church. Thomas wrote to the parish priest (Lucy is not a Catholic) and they are now in touch and everything seems set fair. I’m sort of against photography during a religious service, but it is irreligiously pleasant to think of how well the Princess will look in that setting. Someone can take a picture on my behalf.
-- Yesterday’s knitting belt session went very badly. I have decided to take Rams & Yowes along today, without the belt. I can still practise the Tindall way of holding the yarn and needle. I need to get acquainted with the pattern without the nervous pressure.
I’ve never read any of the Harlot’s books, Genny (comment yesterday), but am much attracted by the passage you suggest in Free Range Knitter, about the different ways people manage yarn and needles.
-- I find I am enjoying the Milano so much I don’t want to finish it. I can’t remember ever feeling like that about a piece of knitting before, and no doubt part of the feeling stems from the difficulties of the knitting belt struggle. I remember feeling like that about Brideshead Revisited, the first time I read it, in the mid-50’s. I don’t want this to end. It seems a bit overblown, these days – as it did to Waugh himself before he died.
-- Don’t miss Kate Davies’ post about Foula wool, with wonderful photographs. Kristie and Kath, we’ve got to go to Foula next time, as well as
-- Liz Lovick’s book “The Magic of Shetland Lace Knitting” turned up yesterday from Amazon. Its value is as a how-to-design book. (There is a workshop on that topic on Unst this week, I believe – candidates got the organiser out of bed with their phone calls on the first day of registration.)
I feel a bit calmer for having spent this time with you. Back here Monday, insh’Allah.