Seven Things…….

I’ve been tagged for the latest meme to be doing the rounds. Oh it’s so wearisome to be talking about myself. I’m really above such things. But if you insist……

The particulars: each person tagged tells seven random facts about themselves in their blog (and at the same time, reiterate the rules). Then you tag seven others, naming them on your blog, and leaving a comment on their blog so they know that they have been tagged. I’ve been tagged by Paula.

  • I’ve never smoked. Never even tried it.
  • I hate flying, and always start weeping as the plane takes off. I’m fine once it’s in the air though.
  • I’m much happier in bad weather than in good. Give me a storm any day of the week.
  • I absolutely hate talking on the phone, and will do pretty much anything to avoid it.
  • I have to rearrange furniture periodically. Have to. Especially the bedroom furniture.
  • I got the highest grade possible in Maths at school, but now I struggle with the most basic arithmetic. Percentages completely baffle me.
  • I always get desperately homesick when I go on holiday, and want to come home the entire time.That was fun. Now, who do I tag?

    Kerrie, Michaela, Karen, Jacqui, Jeni, Emily, Ysolda

    By the way, I have been having dreadful problems with Notify List recently. So often when I send the updates out they take days to arrive. This week, I was unable to access the Notify List website at all, which meant I couldn’t send out a newsletter at all. So I’ve set up a Posh Knitters Yahoo! group (thanks for that suggestion, Hanne!) which you can find here. Please come and join. As well as updating everyone about shop updates and other news, it will make a fantastic forum for us all to get to know each other, talk about projects (especially the Fir Cone Shawl knitalong!), post photos, and generally have fun!

  • Mother Dearest………

    Isn’t it a strange thing how your attitude towards your parents (and especially your mother, if you are a woman) changes over the years? I adore Gilmore Girls, but who in reality has that kind of best friends relationship with her mother when she’s a teenager? Maybe more now with this generation of mums/daughters, but not a few decades ago.

    I think I had a fairly classic relationship with my mother when I was growing up. I worshipped her when I was a little girl, and couldn’t bear to be parted from her for even a night. Then I swung the other way as a teenager; we rubbed each other up dreadfully, and didn’t seem to have a single thing in common. Now, the older I get, the more I appreciate her. And the more similarities I see between us.

    I don’t have children of my own, so I don’t know what kind of a mother I would have made (not very good, I suspect, I’m too fond of peace and quiet!). But in the end, I don’t think it really matters what mistakes you make as a mother. Because as time goes on, and you gain a little wisdom, even the most awkward daughter treasures her mother, and remembers more of the good things than the bad.

    My mum still mothers me, I’m thankful to say. She cooks us a huge meal once a week (on a Friday night! Friday night dinners!) and always packs enough leftovers for a couple more meals. She knits for me, for the Lace Club, samples, all the business knitting that I don’t have time for, and she always insists that I keep whatever she’s knitted, instead of keeping it herself. She is the most supportive person I know, and no matter what I decide, always backs me up entirely, even when I change my mind ten times an hour. She’s a gem.

    Thank goodness I’m turning into her.


    Quick shawl update – I’ve settled on the Fir Cone Shawl pattern> I’ve Googled and Googled, but can’t seem to find anyone who has knitted this, which I find surprising as it is so pretty. So that I can make it as big as I want to, I have decided to do it in Sophia 2ply – 3 skeins, specially dyed by Mr P to match the Grove colourway that I loved, with a total of 1200 yards. Does anyone fancy holding my hand joining me?

    Updated to add:

    Yes, lets do a knitalong! Lets say starting June 1st, so that we all have a chance to finish our current projects. Who’s in?!

    Food, Glorious Food…….

    One of my favourite customers recently commented that she is always drawn to the colourways that have foody names. Which made me realise just how many of my colourways do have food or drink inspired names. Just this week alone, Granny Smith (a very British apple,for those wondering), Olive, Oranges & Lemons, Peach Melba, Lemon Drop, and Jaffa.

    I love my food, so it’s not surprising that that creeps into my naming. What is surprising is something I read once, from someone at Dulux whose job it is to come up with new colour names. “We try to avoid food related names,” he said. “No one wants to have ‘chocolate’ on their walls.” Umm, excuse me, I would love to have chocolate on my walls. And if you can give me the perfect shade of Sticky Toffee Pudding, I’ll be there.

    Anyway. I don’t have a great deal of time for cooking nowadays. So I read about it instead (how do I find the time to read? Good question. I’ll get back to you on that). I do the same with gardening, read about it instead of doing it, but that’s less to do with lack of time, and more to do with not liking to get my hands dirty.

    I particularly love vintage cookery books. Traditional British recipes, like steak & kidney pie, treacle tart, toad in the hole (if you don’t know what that is, Google it. How something so utterly delicious got such a foul name, I’ll never know.). I love the idea of invalid food, nurturing little dishes to tempt the invalid’s fancy, and encourage his convalescence. And I’ve got some wonderful vintage American cookery books too, such as the Mrs Appleyard series.

    One of the things I like about vintage recipes is their joyful disregard for things like calorie content and saturated fat. The cooks tossed pounds of butter and dozens of eggs negligently into their cakes, then dished them up with a fat dollop of clotted cream. That’s the spirit.

    I remember reading a study in a newspaper, where they had a writer follow a diet based on 1950’s menus, for a certain period. This woman was having cooked breakfasts every morning, and puddings after her lunch and dinner. But she was also doing the equivalent amount of exercise that a 1950s housewife would have done, mangling clothes, walking to the shops, beating rugs, etc. She lost weight, even though she was eating far more, (and far fattier) foods than ever before.

    My grandmother lived until she was 99 years old, and until the last few years when she lost her sight, lived alone, walked up and down a steep hill to town every day, and looked after herself. Her diet was appalling by modern standards, everything cooked in lard, thick butter on her bread, plenty of salt over everything. She was as strong as a horse.

    It’s all very interesting. Shall I create a Treacle Tart diet?


    How lovely you all are. A thousand thanks for your encouragement and support. A few words mean very much indeed. And how right you all are about the Forest Canopy shawl. Much as I would like to stop now, common sense tells me that it will be oh so worth it if I keep plugging on. At least two more repeats, I think. I’ll keep you posted.

    But I’m already obsessing about planning my next shawl. I think I’ve got more satisfaction out of this one project than any I have done before. Lace is magical, and very addictive. If you still haven’t tried it, what are you waiting for? But cheat, like I did, and do it in 4ply. One day I will graduate to laceweight, but not just yet. Although if anything was going to tempt me into laceweight, it would be the magical new yarn that will be making its debut later this month…..

    But for now, 4ply will do me nicely. In fact, Sunday night, while you were all madly competing for the goodies on the shop page, I did a bad thing. I snaffled, right from under your noses, 4 skeins of Sophia 4ply in Grove. I was watching everything sell, and looking at the sale page, and suddenly I could resist temptation no longer. Pop, they went into my basket.

    Oh the guilt pangs! But every time I tried to overcome the temptation, and put those skeins back into stock, I took another look at them and melted. Usually I am remarkably restrained, but this colourway just called to me. And I was in need of some yarn therapy. Forgive me!

    So now, I’m trying to choose a pattern. I want to do another neck down triangular shawl, and I have 800 yards of yarn. I was talking it over with Kerrie, and as I wrote her an email saying that I’d narrowed it down to either Seraphim or Kiri, an email popped into my inbox from her, saying ‘either Kiri or Seraphim’. This sort of thing happens to us all the time; we are twins separated at birth, I suspect. Anyway. I haven’t really narrowed it down at all. I’m too indecisive. So, what do you think I should make? I would like to do something leafy-ish, because of the colourway.
    I do love the look of this, but do I have enough yarn? I want as big a shawl as possible. This is going to be my comfort shawl. Ideas please, my lovely ones!