tiresome 17 October 2010
Feckin dongle – we’ve been here before mes amis and will be again it seems…I need to sack it off (handy phrase learned this year on SHAMELESS) – let it consider itself on a yellow card/serious warning.
In other weekend news, it’s as well I wasn’t in touch as I got sort of low again. Sometimes it’s triggered by the strangest little things, eh? For instance John Lewis have no more of the wool I need for the long scarf I was knitting – no matter really, I’ll make something else (shorter!) but it got to me. And the dongle (yet again). I suspect hormones were involved too. There was the journey back to Manchester on the pendolino which has hosted me in various states throughout the year, and many of them a tad sad – travel is not broadening my mind as much as underlining how time is flying past. And then the memories of how, shall we say, challenging 2010 has been got a hold…and on it went. Still a wallow is allowed and not too much of an indulgence in these recessionary times, surely. However, life must be wrestled back life now and an upwards trajectory planned. I let yez know how that goes…And the (very) good news is that I got the last of the red wool available that Sally Carman needs to complete her VAST scarf/throw/wrap!
