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
Originally uploaded by loobles2002

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.