Despite the perceived wisdom, research has shown that women are pretty good at navigating. They just have a different approach to men, often relying on landmarks. If I’m embarking on a journey that I undertake infrequently I certainly rely heavily on key physical features: The park, the petrol station, the shark in the rooftop.
Not up to me usual picture quality I know, but the double decker was moving and I was using my phone camera. It’s mostly here to prove that I’m not making this story up. Passing the Headington Shark signifies the end of my inter-site bus journey. Time to stop reading my work emails and pack away my knitting. Knitting?
Yep, still knitting this stranded snake of a scarf. I started working with this yarn this time last year and I confidently predict that this time next year it will still be on my needles. Of course what one needs to do if one is unable to get excited about a woolly project… is start another woolly project. Here’s some crochet that has been occupying my evenings:
There might be enough for a blanket, I haven’t done the maths yet. What do you think?