A couple more wedding photographs, from
Alexander's Facebook page:
Here is the bridegroom's party, about
to set out for the pub:
And here, at last, a picture of the
bride and bridegroom:
I've heard a bit more from London –
Roger is still very tired. Sister Helen is a bit worried, amongst
much else, about having to do all the driving for a month, I was
taken aback, as I have been doing all the driving around here for the
last 30 years. This may have something to do, tangentially, with why
I find that retirement provides so little in the way of free time.
It's different in CT, of course, where you need the car every time
you step outside the front door unless you are actually walking the
dog.
The Princess and the wedding: I was in
the V&A once with an old friend, an Oberlin friend, a highbrow
academic. When we had seen what she came to see, we drifted about a
bit and found some amazing ecclesiastical embroidery. I said it must
be rather satisfying for a nun who had devoted years to creating such
a thing, to kneel at Mass and admire it being worn by the Bishop. My
friend was doubtful, perhaps feeling that this was not entirely a
worthwhile way for a woman to spend her life.
But I think I was right. I am assuming
the nuns enjoyed the patient creation of a thing of such beauty, as I
enjoyed knitting the Princess. Seeing it in action was an unnecessary
Extra, but a thoroughly satisfying one.
It was wonderful of Lucy to wear it,
and so to allow it to dictate her whole costume. I am permanently
grateful.
I am knitting forward on Archie's
sweater. So far, no Unst Bridal Shawl since I got back. I joined in a second ball of yarn last night, but haven't
got far enough to begin to calculate whether 12 skeins will in fact
be enough. Picture soon.
Miscellaneous
The Panopticon has posted a
new blog post. That doesn't happen often these days.
Kate Davies is regularly
posting teasers about her about-to-be-forthcoming book about
yokes. I can't wait.
I've looked through “Brioche Chic”.
There are some nice things there, including some two-colour hats
where the ribs travel. I might even attempt one, one day. I haven't
made much headway with “The Knowledgeable Knitter”.
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ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely lovely photo of the bride and groom!
ReplyDeleteOf course, the nun would presumably have been offering her work to the greater glory of God, no? In the main church in Wigton, Melvin Bragg's home town, he wanted to install stained glass to commemorate his family (they are wonderful) but the designs were initially rejected as too secular.
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