I braved the wild winds to pick up my new sneakers. They don't sparkle, but I'm developing a distinct Converse fetish.
Which wouldn't be so bad if it was the only fetish.
Currently I'm working on a cocktail lounge filled with Ishbels, Damsons etc all knitted from my yarn margaritas. Here's my 'Let Them Eat Cake' shawl - a large Ishbel. Can I just say... Needle Food's Black Forest is so so so soft and everyone agrees that it does look like chocolate cake as it knits up.
On Monday, I had a narrow escape from the Big Bad Wolf. He huffed, he puffed, he brought down a couple of chimney bricks and chipped a tile in the process, but it could have been worse. I'm not eaten.