I made a little
list last night of things I had to do today – and did them all! I must
try that again this evening.
However, it didn’t
include any knitting. Weavinfool and Mary Lou (comments yesterday) you have
encouraged me to go straight back to the EPS. Naughty. It will take a while – I
mean, a few minutes – to get back in the saddle, since it’s not a written
pattern. Where am I? (ans: upper arm, second sleeve) Increasing at what rate?
Aiming at what? I’ve got notes, and I think they’re adequate, but not elaborate.
Thank you, too,
for the comment about Koigu for shawls, nosenabook. I’ve got a substantial
stash of it. It’s time I did something. Perhaps your suggestion, Chloe –
hats. It would be cheerful winter knitting, productive for Christmas. And hats
are the most deliciously quick of all accessories.
The main chore on
last night’s list was the paper work concerned with the cruise C. and I are
going on in October. We hope. It sounds
as if arrangements are in order. I filled out the forms on the computer, but
couldn’t figure out how to re-attach the completed forms to an email, so I
printed them and put them in the mail.
The Majestic Line
sails from Oban, but it lives in the Holy Loch. When I was young, that was
where the American nuclear submarines were based, and for all I know, they may
be there still. In the days of the Cuban Missile Crisis, the Glasgow Herald
still had small ads all over its front page. (The Times had abandoned that
practice a couple of years before.) And during that week, one of the worst
moments, they had a little box in the middle of those ads, saying that all the
submarines in the Holy Loch had put to sea.
And there I was
this morning, merrily addressing an envelope to that very spot.
Ah, the Cuban Missile Crisis. I was in the second form at the local Grammar School. All girls and we were very edgy. It reached the point where one girl cracked, put her head in her hands and sobbed. The teacher, wisely, abandoned the lesson amd turned it into a discussion of the situation, our fears, and how we could help each other through.
ReplyDeleteMy Army father was deployed to France and we were to follow. All our household stuff was packed and waiting at the Port of Seattle to ship when the Cuban Missile Crisis occurred and we weren't allowed to travel. We camped out in our house with items supplied by nice neighbors until we were able to fly over and join my father.
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing so satisfying as ticking everything off the list.
ReplyDeleteI started making lists at the beginning of lockdown in March as I was losing track of everything without my normal teaching schedule to keep me on track. I wish I had put 'pay my tax bill' on it; remembered in a panic that it was due last month! Went online and paid it At Once.
ReplyDeleteYes, hats for everyone - or at least until your Koigu stash is used up. They make ideal palate-cleansers as you get a quick result.
ReplyDeleteHats are wonderful for stress-free knitting, because they will fit somebody no matter how they come out.
ReplyDeleteHave you seen the story of the Russian submariner who refused to agree to launch the missile? I think it was called something like "The Man Who Saved the World." Remarkable story.
ReplyDeleteI remember the Cuban Missile Crisis - it was on a beautiful weekend in NY, but the tensions were high. My mother, bless her heart, never once mentioned anything. Being in what would likely be one of the first strike zones (NY metro area), they must have been terrified. We children went on our merry way as though nothing was wrong. I do remember everyone being very glad that President Kennedy had stood up to Kruschev. I suspect Kruschev didn't know who he was dealing with.
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