Thursday, 21 June 2012

We're both going to the zoo tomorrow...

This is what my colleague and I were singing on Tuesday when we left the office. We were on our way to Bristol to go to the zoo...for an event I had organised. It went really well and was structured such that we both got the occasional half hour to sneak off. I got bitten by a Lorikeet.
Rainbow Lorikeet
Twice.
Rainbow Lorikeets
Awesome.

I am not a big zoo aficionado and prefer that if animals have to be kept in captivity they have somewhere like Longleat to live in, but as far as zoos go Bristol's is very good. Sadly I couldn't go too far because of my amazing legs. It turns out the 'shin splints' diagnosis I was given in January was WRONG. Not only wrong but the exercises they gave me were making things worse. I actually have Posterior Tibial Tendinitis in BOTH legs. Yes, it is very painful. I have to walk as little as possible, use ice packs at least twice a day, sleep with my legs elevated and avoid ibuprofen unless I can't stand the pain. I'm having insoles made that should help but in the meantime it's sports massage on the soles of my feet and calves which will be agonisingly painful at the time and leave me bruised and hobbling for a few days afterwards. Bonza.  

Fortunately none of this stopped me meeting up with Mary on Monday to exchange parcels for the Spring into Summer Swap. She was uber generous.
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She told me a lovely story about seeing the leaf and immediately thinking of me many months ago before the swap came up. She also made the beads herself. So delicate and clever. Close up:
Handmade Porcelain Beads
Then the nom's and some yarny goodness. The lovehearts were the 'local' item as they are made near her.
Regia sock wool
A new playmate for me to photograph in unlikely situations and a book which is a classic I had ashamedly never even heard of. I've been glomming through it a few pages at a time while tucked up in bed.
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And then....
Handspun silk 2
I played with the colour settings on my laptop so the photo above probably looks a bit fake but I was trying to show the actual colour of the handspun silk plied with silk that is just so darn awesome I don't really know what else to say. And talk about timely. I'd been looking for a yarn to knit into a shawl to wear with the dress I'm donning for Nickerjac's wedding. And lo! This matches it perfectly. Close up:
Handspun silk 
I didn't alter this one so you can see the red, off-white and turquoise it is plied with. So perfectly balanced - I couldn't be happier!

Exchanging swap parcels in person was a very good idea and we had a good natter as well. A perfect way to start the week!

Saturday, 16 June 2012

A House of my Own

This seems about as close as I'll get any time soon to owning property.
Wooden Houses 2
I was looking for some little wooden blanks to paint into houses since my trip to Amsterdam. I first saw some tiny ones in Prague in about 2003 and the large ones in Amsterdam souvenir shops reminded me of them all over again. There are lots on etsy...

Source: etsy.com via Alex on Pinterest

...but I wanted to make my own. I should have known that it required merely a word in my Dad Rob's ear.
Wooden Houses 3
He is an electrician and general manly crafter. He made these out of some scraps. I love them.
Wooden Houses 1
I'm tempted to lightly oil or varnish them and leave them as they are but I am going to give the painting a go. Onward, ever onward.

The cat is now firmly out of the bag and Nickerjac has announced her nuptials. There has been much planning and discussion already and my first task is to make two waistcoats. I was idly strolling along the road thinking of this when I stopped in my tracks. Well, she will need a cake, right?
Barbie Cake
Meanwhile I will continue thinking of waistcoats. I had no idea there were so many styles. I'm guessing something like this just won't do.
Niles - Nervous Bunny Softie
The creator calls him "Niles the Nervous Bunny". Strangely apt!

Tuesday, 12 June 2012

Squeek

I love these.
Mouse Stitchmarkers
I've got two kits for the bronze ones in my etsy shop but I've kept the silver ones for myself. Yippee! Also while perusing Etsy I came across snag free stitchmarkers. Now I have heard of such a thing before but didn't like the weird stringy appearance of them. The ones I found were much nicer and...in true craft whore style...I have copied them.
Snag free stitchmarkers
Hands up mine are not as good and lack finesse and I encourage you to go and buy the originals, but I rather like them.

Having launched my business - I Block Your Knitting - I do feel more strongly drawn to lace then last week. I'been looking at what is in my queue on Ravelry and do rather fancy this lace hoody. Thing is I very rarely buy more than one skein of a sock yarn. In fact I never buy more than one. And this top needs 5. And with indie yarns that means £50 easily. Hmmm...rethink....

Monday, 11 June 2012

I Block Your Knits

I discussed this with the Romford Knitting Group a few months ago. After much thought and deliberation here it is...
iblock

It is exactly what it says - you post me your item, I block it and I post it back. I've got a special introductory offer.

Shawls are just £10 plus postage. 

Even if you don't need anything blocking drop by the website and give me your feedback. All comments welcome.


Sunday, 10 June 2012

Past Achievements

I have spent this weekend at Mater's, communing with cats and making a start on the curtains for the barn. Large check red gingham with a small check matching red gingham bottom border. Sewing projects at Mater's require the use of The Sewing Box which is one I used to use when I was but a littl'un. Behold.
Outside of my old sewing box
The applique was my first attempt at such a thing having been reading a seventies craft book in wide eyed amazement at what could be achieved with needle and thread. The fabric, I fondly remember, was from a pair of pants that had lost their elastic. Embroidery thread was something to be had from the market for something silly like 10p a skein and I used it endlessly for both embroidery and friendship bracelets and for darning pairs of tights and jeans and anything else that needed two bits holding together. At one point a friend of my Dad's declared her embroidery days were over and I almost passed out with joy as she handed me a carrier bag full of tangled skeins she had dumped out of an old drawer. Parts of many of them still reside in the box.
Inside my old sewing box
Even at that fresh age (maybe 9 years old?) I was leaving UFOs in my wake. These were destined to be pin cushions but never got made.
Cross stitch samples
But when it comes to UFOs I didn't just keep them small.
Unfinished house cross stitch
This doesn't really give you an idea of scale. The hoop is about 9" across. I spent hours working away on this. Sadly the chart has vanished in the 20 years or so since I picked it up so if anyone knows how to get hold of a copy please do seriously get in touch. It is labelled "WM Briggs and Co" and must have been from around 1988. I seem to remember buying it with birthday money when I was 11 but it could have been earlier. WM Briggs is part of Coats whose website is clear in saying they do not keep an archive so I am not sure where to start looking. I do still remember doing my favourite bits first. For instance the staircase.
Cross stitch close up
And the footman in the dining room.
Cross stitch close up
It would be nice to finish it one day but would be fairly hopeless without the chart.

On the subject of cats I finally got to meet and stroke Dudley, or Mr Dudley as my mother refers to him. He moved in next door some months ago and was very polite but had a definite look of sadness on his little face.
Dudley the cat
I was prepared to be friendly but my Dad tells me he suspects Dudley of bullying our resident Artemis (cue gratuitous Artemis picture from the archive).
 Cat on a blanket
And even of causing her bodily harm when she came in with a cut or scratch on her head. I would like to think Dudley looks sad because he has realised the error of his ways and misses the old times. But perhaps on the inside he really is a vicious brute. That's the trouble with cats. You generally can't tell until it's too late whether they are angelic buckets of purrs or demonic hatchet men.
Evil Cat

Thursday, 7 June 2012

Confession Time

But first the brooch I made with the un-holepunched dinks.
Pow Bang Eek Brooch
OK. Well.

I haven't been talking about dating much recently. No adventures with gentlemen and the like. I have actually been dating someone since about March but it was complicated and so I decided to keep quiet about it until I was more sure of things. I wouldn't actually say I am particularly sure about it still but then there's no rush.

The thing is we've known each other for a long time and so it's not like normal dating where you're getting to know each other, finding out the good and bad things, meeting each other's friends. Been there, done that, had my fingers burnt, literally had the t-shirt at one point too....

...it said "Mrs Pooch"...

Yep, it's Pooch.
Me and Pooch
And yes, we are divorced. Which has led to some funny conversations such as this one at the checkout of John Lewis Foodhall...
Woman Behind Checkout: Are you two married then?
Pooch: Kind of.
Me: No we're not. We're actually divorced.
WBC: You're winding me up. That can't be true.
Me: No it is. Ask him.
Pooch: Well that is true but we're back together now.
Me: Kind of.
WBC: No, you're making it up. You're joking with me. Why would you be back together if you got divorced?
Me: Ah well...you know...
It is about as weird as you would expect but I'm thinking of it (i.e. Pooch) as a bit like Bindweed. Or maybe Herpes. You think you've got rid of it but there's always an element of it you can't shake and so it comes back again. So I am possibly meant to be with him - at least until someone develops better drugs.


Tuesday, 5 June 2012

My Jubilee

It started promisingly...
Superhero
Then we got to the riverbank. This was the best view we could find of the river.
View of the river
Bleh. Ended up going back to the flat and watching it in the warm on the telly.

I've spent most of the rest of the loooooong weekend crafting. Continuing on the Livingstone Cardigan and also darning a few beloved pairs of socks that had worn thin. One of them was these...
Socks of Kindness
Socks of Kindness - here on ravelry. If you are knitting them I'd suggest stopping the pattern and going into plain stst for at least an inch above the heel flap. The lace there tore the first time I wore them - so gutting. Strictly house socks from now on. Such a shame as the yarn is lovely and unfortunately discontinued. It was YarnAddict's EasyCare Merino. It looks like their SuperMerino might be equivalent. Lovely colours.

In between cabling without a cable needle (yeeeeehaaaa!) on the Livingstone I started an embroidery and when I got bored of that I decided to take another look at a bracelet I saw on Etsy. It was part of the "Pow!" treasury I created but when I went to look had mysteriously disappeared. This is the closest I could find.
Source: etsy.com via Alex on Pinterest

So from my memory of the other one I got out some shrinky dink plastic and started colouring in. 20 mins later...
Shrinky Dink Pow Before
...and shortly after that...
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Now, Class, what did she do wrong? Yes, that's right. She forgot to punch holes before she shrinked the dinks. Doh.
Shrinky Dink Pow After
On the plus side I got to see which colour combos work best. I'll be doing this again AND making holes next time. I've used the three best - pow, eek and bang - to make a brooch so they won't be wasted.

Saturday, 2 June 2012

Books 2012, # 21 - 26

My plan to read more classical books by choosing short ones with authors I recognise got as far as stage 1 - go to library and take out some short books. Stage 2 - read those books - has not been so successful. Plenty of time though eh?

For those of you who like to track the books you read and perhaps see recommendations from like minded readers, I would recommend GoodReads. I've been using it since the autumn and it has come in very handy - especially since I am the human goldfish when it comes to remembering what I read last week. It's free and very easy to use. I am, naturally, littlelixie on there so 'friend' me if you also like cats-solving-crime books. I just logged in to get the URL to link to and saw a new (to me) knitting murder series one of my 'friends' is reading which I have duly added to my own 'to read' list. Will have to see if it has a cat in it too. Although to be fair this lot are a little more diverse than previously and start off with something that was a first for me and came as something of a surprise... (as usual click on the images to go straight to the amazon.co.uk page)

#21 Watchmen by Alan Moore


This is my first proper graphic novel or comic or whatever you want to call it. If you have seen the film (which is awesome) then you may think it isn't worth reading the comic but in my opinion you'd be wrong. In fact if you liked the film or at least found it vaguely interesting I would strongly encourage you to give this a go because it adds a whole new dimension to what the film did. Jonesy lent this to me and I asked his advice about how to read a graphis novel. He looked at me witheringly and told me to just get on with it. So taking his advice to heart I did. Reading a graphic novel is just like reading an illustrated children's book except the words and pictures are muddled up and people rarely have sex and cut other people's arms off in children's books. Not the ones I read anyway. I know they start everything younger now though so it's possible "Spot's First Corpse" is now a bestseller. 

The film did follow the comic pretty exactly until about the last 30 or so pages when in Jonesy's opinion it ends in a better way than the film and in my opinion the ending was worse. Let me know what you decide. But as well as the main story you get several sub-plots which they couldn't have translated to film and one of which was really pretty disturbing. Hands up - I cannot do horror and got scared when watching that classic horror film "Speed" - but it was still ok for me to read and very compelling. I would definitely recommend this.

#22 The Silent Pool by Patricia Wentworth
Yes another Miss Silver. I think her niece Enid's children must have been like that greeting card child stuffed into layers and layers of handknits with its arms out at right angles. But nonetheless she knits her way through another set of murders. It's mistaken identity time again as an ageing glamour puss is seemingly in danger from her family. Philandering husband, saucy mistress, dowdy wife, young couple who broke up over a misunderstanding and will be reunited by the end - all the usual elements. And all very well balanced in this one. 

#23 Full Moon by PG Wodehouse
I picked this up from the second hand bookshop next to the Buddhist place in Bethnal Green as I had an hour to kill and had forgotten to bring a book. As a youth I was greatly influenced by Jeeves and Wooster and I think those along with the Margery Allingham "Campion" books explain a lot of my vocabulary. This is a real corker, as one might say. Twice winner of the 'fattest pig' medal, the Empress of Blandings, plays a key role in bringing two young people together. Fiendishly simple plans go wrong in the most complicated ways with the intended fiance managing to tip the duchess, mother of his intended popsy, with a half crown on mistaking her for a cook while asking her to smuggle a love letter into the house. Dog biscuits play a key role. It's just great. All libraries everywhere carry a few Wodehouse books. You've got no excuse not to give one a go. 

#24 Cat's Eyewitness by Rita Mae Brown
Some rotter on amazon has given this one star. They must be a dog person. My favourite cat-solves-crime genre and my favourite writer within it. This one goes a bit religious when a statue at the local monastery (which has never been mentioned in the elenty billion previous books in this series but has apparently been there all the time with one of the main character's uncles living in it) starts crying tears of blood. That doesn't sound so bad but then someone is found kneeling in front of it in a snow storm and dead. If you're thinking "well they could have just died of exposure" then my friend you are not of my ilk. Obviously it will seem natural and then turn out not to be. Overall this one took a while to get going but was then one of the best in this series. 

#25 Anthem for Doomed Youth by Carola Dunn
I found the cover of this book quite annoying. The author makes a point of describing Daisy (our amateur sleuth) as well rounded and a lover of cakes. Plus she has had twins which is not known for its slimming properties. So then the publisher goes and puts that vapid sylph on the cover. Well, whatever. That's not really the point. In the previous books Daisy has got mixed up with her now husband's cases as he is a Chief Inspector at Scotland Yard. In this one he's off solving one crime while she ends up caught up in another. It worked quite well as a concept but the swapping between the two made it difficult to fully engage with either. That's not to say it wasn't a good read though but I wouldn't start with this one if you are going to give this series a go. 

#26 Sh!t My Dad Says by Justin Halpern
As you can probably tell from the title this is not one for people who dislike swearing. What started as a twitter feed (and which I absolutely adored from day one) grew into a book and then a TV series with William Shatner as the Dad. This is essentially a biographical series of episodes in the author's life and how his Dad reacted, advised and got involved in them. This is very much a bathroom book. Put it next to the toilet and read it as and when. You'll laugh, everyone else who picks it up will laugh and then one day you'll give it to a charity shop or jumble sale and the cycle will begin again. And now for a few of my favourite tweets...
  • "The baby will talk when he talks, relax. It ain't like he knows the cure for cancer and he just ain't spitting it out."
  • “You seen my cell phone?...What’s it look like? Like two horses fucking. It’s a phone, son. It looks like a phone."
  • "Don't ask for my opinion then. I said congrats on the car, just saying nobody's panties are getting wet from a fucking Honda Accord."
  • "War hero? No. I was a doc in Vietnam. My job was to say "This is what happens when you screw a hooker, kid. Put this cream on your pecker."
In the UK we have a 4-day weekend to celebrate the Queen's Jubilee. I am very keen on such things so will be out and about tomorrow for the Thames regatta thing. On my way home last night I saw about 40 canal barges docked and waiting to take part in the Canary Wharf docks. The forecast says rain (after the sun and heat of the past week - such a shame) but I have my fingers crossed it will hold off.