Binky, bonky boZzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Mmmm cosy fur throw....just for me.

Rolly rubby lubby fur throw.

Is mine!

Right now - it is very quiet.

No kids, no builders, no lawnmowers (which for around here is bloody amazing) just bird song. So nice.

J is busy. We've been looking at WW1 - he's off researching something. M is at work. The cat(s) are out (Ma's kitty may just be asleep somewhere) the pups are zonked out after their early morning route march. Ma has gone to the IOW for the day with one of her groups. So right now, it is just me and the quiet. Bliss.

Our egg.

Lick the egg.

Mmmm yes lick the egg.

Our yummy egg.

Mah bed

So piss off!

Mah chair

Not Daddys chair.

Nope - it is MAH chair!

Blimey.....knitting!

A plethora of baby socks.

2 pairs of larger size (probably 3-6 mth) the narrow stripe ones were knit on 2.25mm the others which is a thicker yarn, on 3mm.

2 pair of first size (0-3 mth) both knit on 3mm.

The pattern originates from one of Ma's old booklets - which is so fragile, half the pages fall out. The book is 'Beehive Baby Book - knitting for the first 6 months' it cost 1' and is numbered sc34 - I tried to find it online but couldn't. The original was knit on 3 ply on number 13 needles. I adjusted the pattern to knit a smaller sock on bigger needles with thicker yarn. It worked out really well.

Climb on board, climb on board...

for the Double Deckers.

Gosh that's really showing my age, but I loved that programme when I was a kidlet.

They didn't stay like this for long but it was so funny the way Fergus clambered to the high ground. At the moment most times Lottie settles he does this in some way, though right now he's a kip at my feet. I get wafts of earthworm as the little beast is a prodigious digger and is excavating the side path flower bed - I should have named him Dickie.

Everything is still ticking over, very quiet. Lots of reading, me and J. Knitting is all secret stuff so no pictures. No spinning as I have a painful toe (don't ask, it's just too daft for words). Looking forward to a long weekend - just maybe this weeks will be better than lasts - which was pretty abysmal to be honest. *sigh*

My chair and other stories

Not wanting to alarm anyone - spider content ahead but no pictures - if you don't like spider tales.....scroll down,

The picture above is of Tiny's (Salmon Pink Birdeater) tank. That is metal, quite thick metal, mesh. The hole is Tinys way of showing us he/she is bored. That hole took less than 2 hours and was almost big enough for an escape. Tiny is our largest spider *gulp*. He/she is now in a new tank with even thicker metal mesh - he/she has attempted to chew it and has so far failed *phew*. Why don't iPod or Nintendo make entertainment systems for bored tarantulas?

Lottie was actually asleep - eyes open, blue fing ensconced in her maw - when M took this. We removed it, with some difficulty, as she wasn't letting go and she must have had a dry tongue. She looked so funny as she tried to moisten it - lip smacking and chattering her jaw. Bizarre.

My chair. My lovely leather, comfy, perfect for knitting, reading, snoozing reclining chair. Stolen by a Bogeyman! He's still in it NOW. My chair. I love my chair and now it's lost to me....boohoo.

I think it's camo as you can hardly see him in it and he knows it's time to be groomed. Oh well I'll have to sit in M's one - they are identical but I swear mine is more comfy.

It's not all dogs

Honest. I am doing other stuff but it's all so boring. Knitting is very slow. Spinning is at a stop.

Life is a plod, plod, plodding along fairly normally. I have nothing to tell.

Am reading so that all the books J and I decided on for him to tackle this year I've read or re-read (cos at my age I can't clearly recall books I read at 12 etc). I have 'Catcher in the Rye', 'Animal Farm' and 'Lord of the Flies' left to do. I have read the latter two and remember enjoying them but have never read 'Catcher in the Rye' before so am looking forward to it. We also got a 'Dummies' guide to 20th Century history yesterday as that's the period J wants to look at. It looks really good so I think we may be reading it together.

The house is quiet - the dogs have PNB and kibble filled Kongs to entertain them. The laundry is under control and no dinner to plan as we are off to a BBQ tonight. I think I might have a little time to knit and read today - hurrah. Just need to finish the dusting...where does it all come from? I only did it yesterday and it looks like it hasn't been touched for days *sigh*.

Yes I am lovely - aren't I?

Beddie-buddies

Morning. I was snoozing next to my bird you know.

Not more pictures. Enough already with the flash-flash. I am a trying to have a kip.

If we lay doggo together, you never know, they might finally get the message.

Shhhhh

Don't tell anyone but every so often the spirit moves me and I go through a cooking dinner phase. This home-made lasagne was last nights dinner. The 3rd meal I've cooked from scratch in as many days. It won't last. It never does and M is a much better cook than me. However, this effort was pretty spanking, even if I say so myself.

Cross over bolero

Cross over bolero
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One down - one to go.

Patons Baby Book - circa 1961

3.75mm - 75g RYC Cashsoft Baby DK.

Four weeks on

Friends.

Ahhh just what a little Bogeyman needs a Lottie pillow.

Bigger, hairier, naughtier!

A million slags dancing.


Peel back the layers and watch the slags dancing
Invisible morals dripping like acid
Dissolving the filaments, the thread of society.
Tip up the bottle and down with knickers
Turning a trick in a pool of vomit
No pleasure, just action. Writhing in bile.
Slumped in a gutter - eyelids fluttering
Sticky and dripping with the seed of a stranger,
One shoe missing, the other in danger.
But the slags are still dancing around their handbags,
Faces are melting, hair has gone stringy
Time of their lives, screams ‘Am I minging?’
Another bottle, another tune, another trick - over too quick.
Vile and degraded but shrieking with glee
‘I’ve had him and him. They’ve all had me!’
Needing to piss but too drunk to care
Chunks of kebab matted in hair.
But the slags are still dancing - it isn’t yet dawn
Squeeze out the last moments of riot and porn.
Who cares for tomorrow, our future, our life’s?
It’s all about now, all pleasure no pain.
Here is our future. What we have become
A million slags dancing and living for fun.

Weddings, walkies and weirdos.

Monday saw us at the wedding of the super smooth Dan and the retro groovy Sam. It was a lovely relaxed ceremony and a really nice day all round. The D C & Aer's rounded it off with lunch at a local Italian - yum.

We've been walking a lot this week. Fergus's strength is improving so he can go further also we want to keep him busy as he has an ear mite infestation (we've been to the vets and got drops) and he worries his lugholes less when he's out sniffling about with Lottie.

You meet a lot of peeps dog walking. You meet a lot of weird peeps dog walking. Perhaps you have have to be a little strange to be walking across the Downs before 7.00am and after 7.00pm. I should fit in perfectly.

Got a nice quiet one today. Chores all done - thanks to Fungus being awake at 5.45am, even all the laundry is done and on the line. So I'm going to take advantage of the peace and quiet.

An ahhhhh and a squee

It's a tough life, all walkies and playing. It gets you in the end. In the end you have to stop and flop.

Lookie - I got a giftee. This came in the post today from SIL & BIL. They saw it and thought of me. I love it!

It's by Kate Garey. I went to check out her site (www.kategarey.com) very cute.

Helping

Perfect spot for a snooze.

Fergus likes it when I spin.

Offline

Going offline for a few days - need to clear my head - life is a bit sucky right now.

Back soon. xxx

Allsorts but no liquorice.

View of another favourite early morning walk. This is across the back of Woodingdean.

I think they might be friends.

Boris moulted and is now 100% (fingers crossed) Doris! This is her moult - those fangs are amazing. I find their mouth feathers fascinating.

One of my most favourite flowers. Taken on our early morning walk - from the 1st picture.

*** finally****

I am donating a prize of some of my hand spun yarn to this http://www.knittingcluedo.webs.com/

Looks like fun.

Briefly there was peace

You would never believe that something so little....

so sweet looking could make so much noise and mess. It's like J in dog form!

Life with Fergus & Lottie

I was very indecisive about getting another dog after Lou-Lou died, in fact, torn might be the best way to describe my feelings.

When I saw Fergus's picture (he is also known as Bogle, Fungus and Lurgy) I felt really drawn to it. I kept going back and looking again and again.....I showed M, who doesn't normally like Scottie dogs, but who surprised me with a positive reaction, but still I hemmed and hawed. Finally on Sunday M took the initiative and phoned them up. We were there within the hour, money in our pockets and rest, as they say is history.

Part of my trepidation was due to Lotsie being a bit of a monster still and part was due to the work of a puppy (I don't think I've recovered fully from Lottie's puppyhood and getting her and Loobles to make friends was not easy.) However, it is too late, we have jumped into the deep end without a rubber ring again!

So far, it's been really good. He's bold enough to cope with the Funster - they have become buddies and by the 2nd night were sharing Lottie's bed. She is a little rough, but then he nips her back with gusto or yips if she goes too far, she stops, he launches himself at her and bites her again and off they go. They share toys, they romp, sleep and play together. Feeding time is a bit sticky as Lotsie is possessive about her food bowl - but she learnt that from the spotty pig at an early age.

Fergus himself is very sweet. He already will sit, wait, fetch and give. He uses his waz mats 90% of the time and also is well on the way to doing his jobbies out of doors. He cuddles but is also self contained enough to find a spot to doze in when everyone is too busy to play.

I know it's early days but I feel quite positive about it all so far.

Happy Fergus

Cos he and Lottie have become fast friends.

Lottie likes to use old milk bottles as toys or pillows.

Newest family member

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Originally uploaded by loobles2002

Fergus - 9 weeks old - ScottieXWestie.

Naughty but nice.

Glittery again

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Originally uploaded by loobles2002

Close up.

Glittery

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Originally uploaded by loobles2002

Post via flickr cos blogger is being an arse.

This is a single spun from a handcarded batt of merino, kid mohair, viscose and sparkle from www.FeltStudioUK.etsy.com that I purchased at Woolfest. It's not yet washed etc so was still a little kinky (lol). But I couldn't wait to post it cos I think it is so purty.

My favourites

Gerboras.

Thanks, Mum.

Tour de fleece number 1.

I always watch the Tour de France. I love it. I love it more than Wimbledon and that's saying something. So this year I thought I'd jump on the bandwagon and spin in the Tour de fleece. So far I've only spun during the hour highlights show and even then have had to stop when the action is exciting......Mark Cavendish winning two stages already!!

So here is my first batch - we're on day 5 today - fresh straight from the wheel, so not yet washed an unkinked.

104g 21 micron Merino from Jo @ limegreenjelly (www.limegreenjelly.com).

Was really torn as this spun up as a really lovely single but the colours just called out to be plied.

It is now hanging up to dry and is really pretty.

Onwards and upwards....what shall I start spinning tonight.

And the winner is.....drumroll......

Pink with lavender tips.

A bit bright - but makes a change from grey.

Who knows what tomorrow or next week may hold!

I am a custard coconut

Or am I a...........sunshine bowling ball, or maybe daffodil billiard ball, or a honeydew melon, or a pink grapefruit with extra fuzz, perhaps a sun bleached doormat or just maybe I bleached my hair today?

It's just as a canvas for another colour - so a temporary measure -sure looks different.

Now to decide what to colour over it.......?

The colours I have to hand are, Lavender, Pink, Coral or Peacock or maybe all of them at once *joke*.


I was so bored with being grey - I know I have the attention span of a gnat when it comes to hair.

(No pictures either - see previous porcine roadkill explanation or just look Anthony's picture of me on F/book - aghghghgghghghghghghghghghhghnoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. It's not vanity I promise you, just protection for your eyes and my ego. I like to live in ignorance of my physical flaws - lol.)

The big wide world.

Just love this photo taken by J on one of our early morning dog walks. We always look out for candy striped snails.

This naughty little dog has a new past time....it's called 'Hunt the outdoors Conkers!'

Yep Mr C McB is now going out on a daily basis. He should be renamed Lurkio, cos he lurks in the undergrowth. He is working diligently on his pigeon cookbook on a daily basis...today he is writing up Pigeon Omelet with a side dish of Collar Dove chunky chips.

Am enjoying a quiet week. Watching the tennis, listening to next doors baby/toddler scream - the joys of playing with cold water on a hot day, zoning out the drone of the air conditioner (which has been a blessing and a bit this week) and generally just taking it easy....nice. Lottie, J and M are romping around with water pistols and playing with the water slide and paddling pool. We've had dinner up the garden every evening....bliss. So far it's been a really nice week.....so why am I so miserable? Time of the month, time of the year? It'll pass.