Things have been a little quiet around here lately and a lot of the blame can be laid at the doorstep of a huge change I’m doing my best to ignore. I mean, moving house isn’t that big a deal, is it? It pretty much happens by itself, right?
Oh, but it doesn’t and I don’t know where to start (despite moving four times in the past ten years). So I’ve been burying myself in knitting and denial, both of which are progressing splendidly.
In fact, the knitting is going so splendidly that I’m currently in the middle of this: