I’ve committed to Socktoberfest.

I needed to. We need socks, what with the price of domestic fuel heating oil an’ all… and I also have an ever-increasing stash of sock yarn that needs addressing.

So, I shall be banning the interesting stuff for a while and putting away the lace for a little sleep. For the whole month of October – it’s sockage. I shall be attempting to knit as many plain vanilla stocking stitch socks as is feasible.

I may go slightly cross-eyed in the process.

Perhaps by the end of the month I will have achieved a pair that fits Mr L to perfection.

(That’s if I am not a working girl by then. There’s always hope.)

This all means that I am going to knit like fury until the end of September and get myself a good lace fix 🙂 The Blink is coming along nicely and is fast approaching the halfway line. I’d like to get the new Morning Surf off the needles by the end of the month too, and that Rainbow Swallowtail badly needs completing – if I can sort out the needle problem. Only, there isn’t much September left now, is there?

Tonight is going to be scary. I’m standing for election to the Board of Directors of our island Development Trust. I fully expect to receive null points. I’ll be the one in the back row, blushing furiously.

It’s not often I put my ahead above a non-blog parapet. I’m really very shy in real life. I fake it very well, though.

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