I’ve been dying to wear my new socks, but couldn’t find them after showing them on the last episode of the Olann and Podcast. Dis-organisation at it’s best – nothing new there. You can imagine my relief, when I went to pull out another pair I’d been working on and discovered these beauties.
I’m an early riser, especially when I don’t have to be. It’s Sunday, so it’s OK to have a lie in, but oh no, that never works does it? My eyes were forced open by 6 and no amount lying still with my eyes closed brought about some much needed extra zzz’s.
Well it was bound to happen sooner or later I guess?
I’ve hurt my shoulder and I can tell you, it’s impacting on my life more than just a little right now. Ironically, I don’t think it’s from too much knitting, instead I’m pretty sure it’s from too much driving to woolly events. It’s sore to knit, worse to type and driving is up there in the OUCH! category at the moment, hence my conclusion.
Since my last post it’s been all go again.
Last Friday, the 18th, was Cuture Night, with loads of events taking place all over the country and abroad between the hours of 5-11pm. There was so much going on it was hard to choose where to go and sadly it was for one night only, but wool will always win. So Deirdre and I drove to Dublin for an evening of fibre fun. I said we drove, but what I really mean is Deirdre drove and I got to sit and knit which was great and much needed 👍
So what can I tell you about Friday? Well we ate, listened to some buskers, met loads of really interesting people and……
I can’t tell you that can I?
It’s magazine stuff 😉
Having got back to Lismore in the wee small hours, I managed to squeeze in some zzz’s before heading into Cork City on Saturday morning. My mission – to seek out and find people whose wares we wanted to know more about.
No visit to Cork City is complete without a visit to the English Market to purchase a few supplies and the odd treat 😋 Coconut chocolate anyone?
Having found what I was after, which took much longer than planned and meant I missed my monthly meeting of The Spinners, Weavers and Dyers Guild (naughty, naughty), I headed off to Kinsale for yet more detective work.
Having never been to Kinsale before, I was charmed by it’s little winding streets and rows of quirky shops. The sun was shining down and all was good with the world.
Again, I have to keep everything to myself. Sshhh, it’s a secret.
Fair’s fair, I’ve been so caught up in ‘Olann and’ work, that I’ve barely found time to spend fibre crafting. That is of course if you don’t count the two hours I spent knitting in the car 😁 So today, I promised myself I’d take an hour, yes a whole hour and do a little spinning, as I’ve barely managed to do any more since my post about Buttercup eons ago.
I cued up Paul Simon’s Greatest Hits on my IPod, moved the chair under the office window, so I could bask under the Septemmber sun and got comfortable (so did Buttercup) and I continued spinning up the brown fibre I’m practising with. It wasn’t long before the timer on my phone was chiming to let me know an hour had passed 😦
I’m really pleased with the results though 💗
I managed to spin this much yarn 💗 💗
and it would seem, I’m a default fine spinner too 💗 💗 💗
I kept trying to make my yarn thicker, but I just couldn’t maintain the consistency. So fine it is. I’ll just have to ply more strands together if I need a thicker yarn?
As an added bonus, I’m sure to get a little knitting in tonight too. I’m meeting up with some knitterly friends for tea, cake and laughter, what more can a girl want? I know, Dina (my daughter), will be there too 💖 💖 💖 💖 💖