fourth edition

Sitting comfortably? Good.
Just before Christmas our computer finally died on us. This was not totally unexpected after some emergency surgery earlier this year, but still came as a surprise as the computer had been really fine and well until we left it for a few days in order to travel to Aberdeenshire (a journey [...]

I could have given you another photo of fog, fog, fog but one is enough, right? So, let’s look at luscious handmade stuff instead.
First up is my new hat, the Cairnhill Tam. I don’t really suit hats, alas, but I love wearing them. They keep me warm and snuggly – especially in foggy weather! I [...]

Meet Percy post-dyejob. That safety vest orange shawl turned into deep, vibrant Wollmeise-esque red shawl. I am very, very, very happy with it.
Some of you have asked how I dyed the shawl. I had a big ovenproof dish into which I poured half my dye solution. I put my shawl (which had been soaking in [...]

I do not know much about gods; but I think that the river
Is a strong brown god—sullen, untamed and intractable,
Patient to some degree, at first recognised as a frontier;
Useful, untrustworthy, as a conveyor of commerce;
Then only a problem confronting the builder of bridges.
The problem once solved, the brown god is almost forgotten
By the dwellers in [...]

My gran sent me a pile of knitting patterns from her ladies’ magazines. I always enjoy looking at these patterns. Many are reprinted patterns from yarn companies’ leaflets, but they are recent reprints and often patterns I would not have had access to by virtue of being in another country. I have never made any [...]

Today marked the first day that I’ve been outside in about ten days. The weather was lovely: crisp and on the cusp of winter. I walked through the arboretum down to the newly opened Waitrose where I hoped to find fresh baker’s yeast and buttermilk .. and maybe even a loaf of rye bread. I [...]

15. What is the most difficult book you’ve ever read?
This is being written whilst I’m gritting my teeth: Ben Marcus’ The Age of Wire and String. It’s a very, very short novel. I spent a month reading it. Then Stupid Boyfriend said: “Oh. Did you try to make sense of it? I didn’t. I just [...]