This is place for me to natter and a lot of it is about knitting.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Every time I get comfy in the little beanbag I get squished out of it by the beanbag budger aka Fergus McNortybeard. It is so not fair. He sits above me and huffs and wriggles and budges until I have no space left. If he could read I'd a letter of complaint!