This Saturday marks a fortnight of being in our new house. It also marks a fortnight since I last knitted something or worked on my latest sewing project and this is driving me insane. Watching TV without some knitting to hand feels like an utter waste.
Part of the problem is that I need to buy some new wool to keep going on one of my projects; the other problem lies in the fact that we have A View and it’s rather tempting at times to simply sit there and stare at it.
But can you blame me when it does things like this?