Hampered

I don’t wish to discuss the weather today.I won’t give it the satisfaction. Suffice to say that spinning in the caravan was less of a joy today. Also, Teddy has been driven from the conservatory and into my arms. Well, I say “arms” but it’s more like the one arm.

Teddy has never been a lap sitter. When he wants a cuddle he launches himself from the desk and anchors his front claws into the closest shoulder. Then he hauls himself up and settles his head on said shoulder. His weight is sufficient to automatically generate a proffered crooked arm to perch his rear end on.

Thus you find me typing one-handed. It wouldn’t be so bad if he were not snoring,

I need a baby sling to put him on so that I can regain use of my other arm, which is suffering under his weight.

What I wanted to talk about was my spinning. Not cats and dogs and Teddy.

I rattled off another bobbin of singles this afternoon and am ready to ply after tea –  if I can find a space to work in. I shall need some juice for the e-spinner but the caravan is not connected yet.

stateofplay (1 of 4)

I have been reviewing the state of this project and you can see the finished yarn piling up now. In fact I believe there is only one bobbin’s worth of roving remaining of each of the three colours.

stateofplay (3 of 4)

Now, I should very much like to get started on my 2nd pair of skeins as I am ore than ready to play with some colour. However, if it truly is the case that I only have one bobbin’s worth left of each colour roving, should I not just crack on and complete the job? I know that it will leave me short of time to make a second entry but it does seem to be a more sensible approach (even if boring).

Which shall I do – whenever I get around to it?

Up next?
Up next?

Left to Right:

  • Fleece Artist Merino Silk Sliver, 150g – ob: leans to a 3-ply but a big ask in the time remaining
  • Fleece Artist Kid Sliver – Pumpkin, 100g (I’ve not spun mohair before)
  • Blue-face Leicester from The Yarn Yard, 100g (not my favourite sheep)

Recently, at the: Crooked House

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

I am lagging on the Month in the Country prompts, and lagging badly at that. I have a list of prompts t be caught up on and I shall be working my way through them here, or at Scattered Thoughts depending on where the post most naturally sits. I have elected to tackle the prompts not in date order necessarily but to seize upon prompts that offer me space in which to write down the things that I am feeling the need to say. Even if I need to crowbar it in. The thing is, I am going to continue to be short of time and space in which to write and so a two-for-one is useful and I hope to do as many of those as I can. Seems like a plan? … Continue readingA Month in France: Nothing is Lost

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

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