Yesterday afternoon I went out to my van and I chain-plied the first bobbin of the purple BFL. I didn’t want to and I could tell that I wasn’t really in the right frame of mind but I was feeling the time-pressure, knowing that we would be out all day tomorrow. Of course, I made …
Category archives: Dear Diary
Who stole my title?
Where were we… Thursday, was it? Okayyyy, reading back, it was indeed Thursday and I was planning to spin the remaining roving in the second colour. That happened. Hurrah. Not only that but even though I had a visitor on Friday afternoon, I spun the remaining roving in the third colour and that was it. …
Fog bound
Oh dear, wherever does the time go to and why on earth do I find it so difficult to recall what happened in the last few days. If the time has passed so quickly then surely I must have been busy. But if I have been busy I ought to have lots to tell – …
All things must end
We are back into our normal routine today and I must say that it feels very strange to be sat around at a desk and not to be doing physical things. It’s not all plain sailing and there is still a deal of extra work being done in carrying washing up about the place! Today …
Soon be done now
Grout, grout, grout.
Making headway
Mr L was deep in a fit of gloom when he rose this morning. He is very tired indeed and this may be colouring his perspective because I think that he has done a far better job than he thinks that he has. All of the tiles are now down and we spent most of …