Lesson 23: Choose your moments wisely.

As I have mentioned ┬ábefore, Grandma and I do not share the same politics, nor the same views, in a lot of areas. This is not something that I mind. When I was… Continue reading

B is for Beanie

Just a short update on the latest project; the Beanie for Bo Bertie. Yes that’s too many B’s, but I blame my sister, for having an intolerably cute child by that name. Could… Continue reading

Cosy knits just in time for Summer

  I’m nothing if not blissfully unaware of my position in time and space. A day does not go by when I don’t find myself asking someone what the date is. I am… Continue reading

Lesson 22: Know Your Limits.

Well, the time has come to admit defeat, to swallow my pride, to say goodbye, to Ms. Vesty. At least for a little while. She’s been good, the old girl… kept me company,… Continue reading

Lesson 21: How to make a yarn store.

So it’s no secret that I think that owning a yarn store would be the single best thing to do with your life, ever. You’ve seen them; those nonchalant ladies behind the counter,… Continue reading

Guest Blogger!

Hey kids, my lovely friend Nyasha was nice enough to ask me to be a guest blogger on her website! You can checkout it out here. Have a lovely day!

Lesson Twenty: Vest Type of Therapy.

Oh my it has been a long while. I’d like to say that I’ve been lazy, but unfortunately I’ve just been a big ball of unattractive stress. Gross. But what I failed to… Continue reading

Lesson Nineteen: How to spend your pocket money in the 1940’s.

Just a quick update this week, to show you this growing girl: She’s coming along! Last week I actually remembered to take her to Grandma’s who was most impressed with my progress and… Continue reading

Lesson Eighteen: Desserts of Olde.

I had a wealth of things to bring to Grandma’s this week: 1. A jar of Dukkah. 2. A tin of Salmon. 3. Ms. Vesty. The first is a gift from my weekend… Continue reading

What is true self control?

  My friend in high school used to make Mars Bar Slice. I would always beg her to make it, for any occasion that arose, but when she (subtly) handed me the recipe,… Continue reading