Wednesday, 11 April 2012
I've ordered wool for a man hat for the man, but it hasn't arrived and so I cast on a Violet last night. A wee dress for the wee-est one. Its some bendigo woolen mills and it's machine wash, ideal for a 17 month old. I'm hoping it'll be a quick mindless knit that will keep my hands busy until the malabrigo chunky arrives for the hat.
I got this book in Dublin at Christmas as a gift for my father in law, and I just can't bear to part with it. It gives me a giggle every time I open it up. It's full of quotations, definitions and explanations of things Irish, which if you are Irish seem like they need no explanation at all. I now understand why I get blank stares from people here when I ask them if there is any craic to be had . . . .
Happy knitting. I can't seem to get Ginny's button working on my iPad blogger . . .