Knitting

darth_tigger asked me to talk about knitting.

I may be the only mother who has taught her son to knit using garden string and a couple of metal skewers (normally used as tent pegs). Well, he asked, and that was all I had to hand.

My endeavours in knitting have been limited, but impressive in their own way. Early in our marriage, I knitted Richard an Icelandic style jumper and cardigan, and I knitted a cardian with matching leggings for our first baby. I still remember the leggings. Knitting the feet was particularly trick, but I managed it; I sewed the two legs together at the top and help up the completed garment...

One of the feet pointed forward and the other pointed backwards!

My mother, with the skill of a life-long knitter, somehow managed to reknit just the offending foot, but I'm afraid that I never again had the patience to knit clothes.

The Weather - for sallymn

Today was a glorious summer day, not too hot, not too cold, with hardly a cloud in the sky. The perfect kind of day to go for a walk with one's teenage son after he did two A-level math papers yesterday. We walked for nearly an hour and came back via the children's playground, demonstated that neither of us are too old to not enjoy a trip on the ariel runway (I don't know its proper name, but it involed a long horizontal cable and a seat hanging from it that can be run along the cable) and spotted a bullfinch that I heard in a bush.

Came back to observe a whole family of baby sparrows taking advantage of the sunshine to have a bath in the shallow margin of our garden pond.

Definitely my kind of weather.

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