I should have known. The year does, after all, end in an odd number. The website where I have got my blog converted into a book for the last three years is now no longer interfacing with blogger. I either have to use an inferior one where you can't edit, or manually copy and paste all the text and photos from the whole year into one of their template. Pleh. Think I'll just sulk about it for a few weeks before doing anything about it.
Also, the party of the century last night didn't exactly go as planned. For a start we were only expecting 6 people. We got tonnes of food, including the trifle of the year, which Pooch's Emu liked:
So three people pulled out with flu. One had buggered off with their floozy without telling us but fortunately one hardcore guest did the decent thing and turned up. I force fed him trifle until the other two arrived. They had always been intending to only stay a short while before going on elsewhere. However, when they left the poor solitary guest, possibly envisaging a night alone with Pooch and I, not to mention emu, left with them. So Pooch and I were left to wait out new year surrounded by a ridiculous amount of beef, about 4 pounds of cheese and half a trifle. We had beef sandwiches for lunch. It will be beef for dinner too. And possibly breakfast tomorrow. Beef beef beef.
Being true to my word I have already cast on with some of my sale yarn. It is a pattern I got at Ally Pally, designed for the Escape I just used for the baby blanket. I was never going to actually make it with that though. Instead I'm using the Tapestry in the antique colourway. It's very hard to capture the colour, but it is a kind of velvety purple brown that changes to caramel. Good stuff.