Standing infront of a Fringe hoarding tonight in Edinburgh with a friend guesticulating rudely at the sight of 3 male comics advertised infront of us. Where are the women? And frankly Edinburgh’s pretty well over the comics too. ( You can tell the festival is coming a sleugh of London types are starting to follow me on twitter.)

Leith is full of young men cycling on pavements. They are drug couriers – a friend of mine yells after them ‘Ya mammy no let you on the road’ to try and embarrass them. Leith Polis in the style of getting Al Capone via tax – make the wee buggers bloody walk.

I’ve spent 24 hours trying to get the Fat Black Cat to pee into a litter tray to get a sample for the vet – she is most affronted and plotting to phone Catline.

I went on holiday to Galway and hurrah! the last vestiges of the desire to achieve have left and spent it pottering around quietly mostly in this awesome bookshop.

While I was having lunch at Ard Bia the owner came up and showed me a photo of a lady with a crocheted shawl and asked if I could make one (I was crocheting a shawl for the person I was going on to stay with) which lead me to look at photos of shawls on the Arran Islands.  I’m definately going to rock the shawl, scarf, black dress and sensible shoe look this year.



A poster seen on the Paris Metro… I had to take a photo for obvious reasons…!!

I did another African Flower Hexagon blanket. Made with Big Merino from the Jenners Haberdashery closing down sale in September. Like many other crafters I gorged myself on yarn. Made of this blanket very quickly then stalled on the half hexagons and the border.I’d started making these blankets to send to Knit-a-square in memory of a family friend Jo Warner who died a year ago. I meant to get an email together with pictures to send to her husband Norman Bright but I kept putting it off. In the last few days I just heard that Norman has died too. Oh dear please please lets stop putting off difficult things and difficult emails. its to  easy to think another time is a better time but the imperfect now is better.

Jo worked for many years in education so  KAS remit to support early years education through the informal creches in shanty towns seemed appropriate.



Ah.. this the season of sniffles and odd lurgies. Got what I thought was an allergic reaction to a piece of cake last week. Dosed myself up with anti histamine but its developed into earache, cough, and hoarse voice. Ironically I was at the cafe to take myself into hand. Make a plan – be more productive! Woman makes plans universe laughs. Since then I’ve been mostly crocheting endless Plain Jane squares but do admire these two blankets the majority of squares made by Granny Greens Craft Group which are speeding their way to South Africa. Ah well will go and hunt for something diverting on the iplayer.

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I’ve been so thrown by the terrible news from Paris I stopped posting my holiday pics – it seemed to frivolous. Yesterday I went up to the French Consulate in Edinburgh where there were many tributes left by local people and left my own. I hear from a friend with a French ma-in-law that the people in France are taking great comfort from expressions of solidarity across the world.

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So a quick trip south. Watched fireworks over London on the 5th of November from Parliament Hill (and recently had an interesting facebuik convo trying to explain why we go mad for fireworks at this time of year with someone in Israel), Then to Cambridge two more firework displays, one in my brother’s garden with a fire and marshmallow toasting, Enforced crocheted of bunny outfits. At least they are now kitted out for winter. Then home to post off two more blankets for Knit-a-Square with squares made by Granny Greens.

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This is the scarf / giant shawl thing/ blanket I was hoping to finish for the trip.. but it looks like I’ll have to keep knitting away in Paris. This is despite spending all day knitting until I left the house to see the Cumberbatch Hamlet. I put down my needles in the cinema.

For those in Edinburgh the next few weeks my mother has an exhbition opening at the Open Eye Gallery. Hidden Gardens, Green Spaces and the Patrick Geddles Legacy.


april2015 167april2015 128 april2015 158 april2015 168 april2015 164 april2015 165 april2015 166I made off to the North of England last sat. A last minute ticket grab when I realised that a) my normal work was low on shifts and b) if I didn’t go now then it would be mid winter before I could get away. Armed with massive amounts of anti histamines – sadly these lovely dogs set off my allergies. (However top tips by super allergic friend really helped me – take a one a day tablet 3 days before travel and while there take a 4 hour tablet at first sign of trouble – me chest only wheezed once – drugs DRUGS DRUGS are the only way to go). The dogs bless them regularly came over and layed a head on my knee then looked over meaningfully to the fridge. Apparently as a human they were convinced I had access to  TREATS  and they tried their best to get me to play along. It was a wonderfully non productive few days. Just catching up talking talking, Listening to 80’s music and admiring the music videos. Listen up why isn’t someone writing a phd on music videos of the 80’s they had class then ! Even Derek Jarman made videos for the Pet Shop Boys and Marianne Faithful. Intense discussions on the creative life. When do you give up your dreams and how liberating it is to stop living in the future but NOW. H made copious amounts of coffee (getting me back on the hard stuff) and we ate chunks of cherry cake. Brief forays to Hexham and after a terrible disaster sitting on my bamboo Tiger circulars another trip to buy replacements. Woolabaloo in Hexham is a delightful yarn shop and highly recommend hunting out (near central square). Bought knitcol for a wee refugee jumper and they didn’t have 3mm circulars but they directed me to another shop which provided. The striped thing is Spring Fever a stole which I’ve adapted to smaller stripes but has to be finished for the 17th so I really should get off the interwebs and carry on knitting. What amazed me is that my weekend of gluten /sugar / caffeine/ alcohol imbibing had NOT ONE negative effect on me…. which makes me wonder if cheerful company and wood burning stoves are some kind of health immuniser.