I had every intention in that last posting of calling out to Anne (not superb pattern designer Anne of Knitspot but Anonymous Anne who commented, telling me she had just the same gypsy stove in her home). Anonymous Anne, contact me, do, and let me see a picture of your stove! You see I'm not sure I have all the bits for mine, and if not, I want to get Paudie to make me the missing pieces. You can get me at kerjoATgofreeDOTindigoDOTie.
Angeluna is of the opinion that I should get moving on the Celtic Vest and finish it off first. Then, she says, I can wear it while finishing the others, and have everyone admire it to boot! Good thinking, Angeluna, and I'll haul it out right away.
Did you see those marvellous Jaywalker socks on Ms Knitingale's blog? Love the pattern, and she was kind enough to send me the link to www.magknits.com where I could download it for myself. I am constantly amazed at the generosity of these people who make their patterns available for anyone else to try out. I should send every one of them a skein of something nice. (But then perhaps I should ensure that all those to whom I already promised a skein of something nice have in fact got it before I add any more to the list! )
Wasn't it fun to hear from Deb at The Irish Ewe in Maine? And I can't believe she has offered to bring over a suitcase of yarns for me so that I don't have to pay the shipping costs. Deb, you don't know what you've let yourself in for! I've already had a drooling session on her web shop (the yarns she has, you have to see them!) and simply love the idea of Needles With Experience. Where do you get them, Deb?
Rho was telling me that she couldn't stand the 'new' Blogger, and I must say I agree with her. The whole idea of Blogger was wonderful and it's made all the difference in the world to our lives, but why update it in this way? You spend absolutely ages adjusting your computer and information as they dictate, only to find that nothing works any more. Blogger, dear Blogger, don't withdraw your service - we couldn't live without it now - but do consider the wise old maxim, 'if it ain't broke, don't fix it.' We don't need a New Improved Model every few days. We like the old one!
I had decided a little while ago to have an indulgent half hour in the upstairs sitting room, which gets all the sunshine all day and is consequently the warmest in the house. (It's really designed on the same principle as the medieval solar where the ladies took their leisure and worked at their embroidery or played the lute.) I got a coffee and a chocolate brownie and left them on the window sill while I rushed back to write this postscript.
I heard the thumping but thought Sophie was just leaping up for her customary nap on the armchair. Then I remembered the chocolate brownie...
No, I do not have a picture. There really wasn't time. When I got there, a smudge of chocolate was all that remained on the plate and Sophie was sitting in the middle of the floor with a nervous grin on her face. Yes, her breath did smell of chocolate. And yes, I'll probably be up all night with her. It was a very rich, iced chocolate brownie.
Just remembered that I have to type up someone's project before tonight. And then I really really will get back to the knitting. I'm looking for the Celtic Vest, Angeluna, I'm looking for it!