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I may have injured my wrist through too much knitting. Yes. Really. I’m going to see my doctor tomorrow for my usual ‘why do I keep keeling over, Doctor McKay?’ thing and might just ask him about my poor overworked wrists. I suspect the answer may be to lay off with the knitting for some […]

That’s Not My Name

Yesterday I had to convince nurses that my name wasn’t Flora Westmark of [absurdly named Glasgow suburb]. It wasn’t until I pointed out that Flora’s patient file stated she was born in 1949 whilst I clearly was not that they went in search of my file. Oh, you wacky NHS with your strange disorganisation - […]

FYI

A quick little plea from the heart before I find my anti-histamine pills (as close as I get to sleeping pills) and drown them with decaf tea:
Please do not text me before 11am UK time.
I really need my sleep these days and it’s so difficult to come by.
I find it unusually difficult to fall asleep […]

Hanging Around With Scientists Gives Me Ideas

Experiment: sleep for X amount of hours (X being the amount of sleep I’d get pre-illness), try to be moderately active (i.e. go for a 20 minute walk), read a book, talk on the phone briefly and then see how this down-scaled version of ‘normal life’ works out.
Result: I’m not well. Head foggy, speech slightly […]

Must. Not. Buy.

Oh dear. Following a visit to the neurologist, I’m sitting here going: “I so need to buy myself some yarn as a treat.” I don’t exactly lack yarn, so I’m guessing that I’ve fallen into the trap of so many other crafters: buying supplies as a substitute for actually making something. Or perhaps I just […]

Airing the Closet

I don’t know if anybody’s keeping tabs on the Now Reading section of the sidebar. If you do, you will have noticed that it seems to have frozen. Could it really be? Has Ms Bookish given up on reading?
Of course not. I’m just reading books that don’t really fit into my usual categories. Yes, […]

Brain Bling

How good are you at recognising fonts? I got a measly 24 right out of 34. At least I still know my Helvetica from my Arial. It’s all in the curves, baby.
I have actually been watching quite a bit of TV lately. BBC4 is having a rather funky Medieval Season, so I’ve been lapping […]

Twitching

Following Friday’s unfortunate stroll, I decided I should probably take things easy. What brought it home? It was possibly the fact that when I passed out on Friday, I narrowly escaped having my forehead cut open thanks to broken glass lying on the ground. This time I was lucky and as for next time .. […]

Fragments

I have my book! I also have dirt on my forehead from when I blacked-out in the middle of a path and somehow avoided the broken glass bits. And in a minute or so I will have a cup of coffee right next to me. Life is so exciting!
Confession: I have a weakness for very […]

On Parcels Expected And Unexpected

Isn’t that just pretty?
My Canadian friend, Fearthainn, wrote to me asking for my snail mail when she realised that a) I had rediscovering crocheting and knitting and b) I had fallen ill.
And she has just sent me the most beautiful handspun yarn I have ever seen in my life. Yes, she is a […]