Attack of The Phlegm

You don’t want to know me today. Truly, you don’t. Why don’t you waddle on over here and be entertained instead? Or here, here, or here. (Despite suffering an case of Incipient Death, knitting made progress yesterday and I am well rewarded by some magical progress figures at Ravelry: Ingrid made 20% complete, and the …

It’s Ingrid

So, it turns out that Ingrid, my Butternut Scarf was asking to be picked up. This has been sitting on my desk for what feels like an age, but according to my ticky sheet I began the scarf just 24 days ago. I left it on row 13 of the second repeat (to concentrate on …

Hic!

I had not one, but two toddys last night. This morning I stayed cuddled up in bed until 11am,and found that when I got out of my pit I didn’t feel half so bad as I had expected to, given yesterday’s rapid rate of decay. I don’t feel great by any means but at least …

Time for bed

Mr L has returned from Lady and I am about to retire to bed with a nice hot ginger toddy and a couple of paracetamol. We are going to watch some dumb TV (Heroes) and just chill. Er, I mean warm up.

Sunset in a Skein

Dear Santa ’nuff said.

A question

If a dog ate exactly half of a fudge-topped date and walnut cake – would it be very sick indeed? I don’t know the answer for certain yet but I am pretty sure that it will be a resounding “yes”. I’ll let you know for sure later. My problem now is in deciding which dog …