Well… it’s been a while. You’ve been on my mind dear Reader. Initially, back in November, it was organising the Irish Knitters Secret Pal Swap that took up all my online time. Then, after the Swap – which was a great success & well worth all the effort involved – time wore on; and as 2008 morphed into 2009 I realised that when I did finally come back to you it would have to be with a fabulous, super-dooper post to make things up to you. Of course, the thought of sitting down to write such a post is very daunting; where-upon one ends up in a spiral of avoiding an ever-increasing task. So here I am, with tail between legs and a whole morning off to try to make it up to you for your patience. If Flickr behaves itself there’ll be visual treats too, to make it all worthwhile.
When 2009 had scarcely drawn breath I had a little Epiphany of my own: a snuggling-down-to-sleep brainwave that had me completely wired for hours! What about going to London for a weekend, around the mid-term break, with a few of my knitting friends? So it was that Heather (Nearlythere), Caroline (Bootie), Claire (Clarabel) and I headed off for an Adventure in London. The itinerary was meticulously researched by Claire and we got lots of advice from the very friendly & helpful Ravelers on one of the UK groups.
We arrived on Friday, checked in (to the London Hilton, no less – they had a sale on!) and with only a scant glance at our rooms headed out again to IKnit in Waterloo. Oh, the fun we had: the yarn we fondled; the skeins we wound (badly and spent 40 mins de-tangling); the beer we consumed (it’s a licensed yarn-shop = dangerous); the money we spent! Feast your eyes on the loot accumulated by yours-truly alone.
May I introduce you to three new pairs of socks that are destined to be mine…
From left to right we have:
2 DI 4 Duo DK – Superwash Merino; Indie Dyer Mini Fingering – Superwash Merino in the colour Dad’s Den and Cherry Tree Hill Possum Sock – Superwash Merino with 20% Possum in the colour Winterberry.
We met Craig, one of the owners, who shamelessly plied us with drink! Canny man, naturally this meant our inhibitions were lowered and we bought more yarn. In my case, I discovered Debbie Bliss and her book Unexpected Knits and even though I’d only had one beer a brief glance inside her book and my head was spinning.
After all our indulgences (and a second drink!) we traipsed over to the Tapas bar that Craig recommended to us. We shall now draw a veil over the rest of the evening and merely say that 5n divided into 4x is not a healthy sum (where n= wine bottles and 4 is the number of reckless consumers).
The following morning we made our way to Loop. Or at least 3 & ½ of us did. The rest of me didn’t make it to the land of the living until sometime in the afternoon. Loop is lovely. The decor is cool, soothing – a bastion of calming comfort with a soft armchair. Just what I needed. I’m afraid all I bought was Norah Gaughan’s Vol 3 and Claire had to make the purchase for me.
We went from there on cross-town buses, in glorious and healing sunshine, to Putney and Stash – the high-light of our weekend, I think. First we popped into the Crimson Cafe a few doors down where we happened to meet Jasmine (Jaasmania on Rav) who came over to join us when she saw us pull out our knitting. We had a lovely chat with her while we ate delicious lunch and before we headed down to Stash. There we met one of the owners, Michelle, and one of the teachers, Nick; both of whom were warm, friendly and welcoming. I’m glad I had recovered at this stage because it would have been a shame to miss all the wonderful treats on offer.
Clockwise from the top:
Malabrigo Worsted in Velvet Grapes – destined to be a cabled hooded top of yumminess;
Malabrigo Silky Merino in Indicita – 3 skeins bought in Stash to go with two given to me at Christmas by Mary (Fezzik);
Koigu Mori Merino and Mulberry Silk – destined to be a lacy shrug of delight;
Shi Bui Sock Superwash Merino in Pebble – destined to be Argosy to match a skein of Manos de Uraguay Wool blend that is destined to be a modularly knit hat;
Two Flat Feet just for the hell of it. One of them unfurls to reveal a blue-dyed Union Jack – couldn’t resist such a souvenir of our London Adenture.
Somehow I managed to get all this in my carry-on bag and home without going over my weight allowance.