Double Displacement

I have a job interview on Tuesday. At this interview I have to give a presentation. I have known about this for a while. Am I preparing? Well, no – I am displacing.

And what form does this displacement take? Well, I knitted a mitt for Mr L. The rationale being that he really needs mitts and that he keeps asking for them so, naturally I had to do that first. Plenty of time left in which to prepare…

The only thing is, I loathed knitting the damn mitt so much that I have put off doing the second one. Instead I worked up a line of reasoning that said my hands were sore and cramped and I needed to do something bulkier for a while.

So… meet the Displacement Mitts (still a few ends to tidy up)


Of course, all the time that I was knitting these, I was panicking because I knew I should be Doing More Important Things.

So how did I face my panic?

Why, with a hat, of course! The Blind Panic Hat… or maybe the Double Displacement Hat


And having finished that, I sit at my machine, I gird my loins, I open up my word processor – and then I start taking snapshots of knitting and new stash and go into Excessive Blog mode instead of Interview Preparation.

Where will it all end? How many hats does a girl need – exactly?

and not only do I have the Interview prep hanging over me, but I now also have the original displacement activity glowering at me as well.

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Bare Naked

Bare Naked

We are home again, after a month-long trip away. A trip during which I completely failed to get my laptop out. It was good to come home. We were driving along, close to Le Dorat at the time, when I felt that “aren’t we fortunate to live in such a lovely part of France” feeling washing over me. I had a sudden urge to invite all my friends to come and stay and to shareContinue readingBare Naked

A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

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Recent movements of the: Deux Escargots

October 22, 2020 at 01:21PM

Ah, the windy highway. The last time we came down here our awning blew open… Thankfully it’s not even close to being that windy today. Phew. Not so good now that the tolls have been removed and there are HGVs to contend with. A bit macho, your Spanish lorry driver.. #livereportingfromtheroad #Spain #autumn2020

October 22, 2020 at 12:22PM

Rather a different day today but still warm, with 24 degrees expected by the time that we reach Ribamar. Those Happy Hour beers will be tempting. Shopped this morning before leaving, to find the Christmas Turron had arrived overnight. I confess; we spent an inordinate amount on Turron and chocolate. #livereportingfromtheroad #Spain #autumn2020


  1. SpinningGill
    November 8, 2008

    Love the mitts – and the hat is luscious! – absolutely edible. Dare I ask if you’ll be selling it at the Christmas Fair?

  2. Chris
    January 21, 2009

    Holy cow, I didn’t know there was a word for what I do so often…it’s called displacement? At least you have a product at the end of your displacement…some people read blogs. I think half of my knitting is displacement knitting, come to think of it.

    (you caught me, I’m supposed to be packing for a wedding)

    • January 21, 2009

      >(you caught me, I’m supposed to be packing for a wedding)


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