Ho Hum Yum Tum

A certain lady of my acquaintance has told me off for not blogging again for a while. Unfortunately it was a very easy habit to get into. I have been off and about doing a number of the craft shows, NEC, Exeter, Harrogate and of course Ally Pally.

Ally Pally was nice as I managed to catch up with a lot of people I know from when I lived in London. Thursday saw me out with a close and old friend of more years than I care think about. Friday saw me out on the town with two work colleagues from just before I moved out of London and we went out for our regular Turkish meal. It also saw me nodding off part of the way through so fortunate that I was in good company. One of them has had a baby girl in July just a day after my birthday so it is one birthday I will have problems forgetting as I'm just so bad with not remembering dates! She also had to get back home for her so I didn't have to feel so guilty for making an early night of it. Saturday then saw me out with another friend for another Turkish meal (well I had to manage to get that rice pudding in somehow). Unfortunately my first choice of restaurant was too busy so we ended up going to a place where my two work colleagues and I used to go. While I did manage to get my rice pudding in the meal I normally have when I was there wasn't up the old standards. The meat I found seemed to be a really cheap cut of meat and more fat than meat so will have to think twice about going back.

Sunday saw my aunt come to Ally Pally and I introduced her to a few of my friends and we escaped for lunch and a natter.

Shopping-wise I didn't come away with very much. I had decided that I was not going to buy anything (apart from one thing) as I don't need anything so it would just be adding to the stash for another day. The one thing that I was going to buy and had pre-ordered a beginner's lace making kit. However when I got to the show on the Sunday I found it under the table waiting for me. I hadn't settled the bill on it so I took it over to the stand and left it under their table and intended on going back a bit later when they were there. However, it subsequently came to light that it had been left on the stand for me by someone else so I had to go running over and put the situation right (!). I had them go through the kit for me and I ended up buying the bits and pieces that I was missing from the kit. Unfortunately I didn't have enough room in my luggage in the end so it will be reunited with me in a few weeks' time instead.

I managed to catch my train with a hair's breadth home and think I lost several pounds in the sudden burst of energetic movement so at least I worked off some of the eat-outs :)

On the home front not too much has really been happening. Knitting-wise I've been very naughty and not been knitting as it has been a blur of washing/ironing/washing/ironing - familiar pattern occurring here.

Last Tuesday though the rabbit died. It is not a passing that I am sorry over as there has been no real emotional bond with her. She had been going for quite some time as she was eating less and less and then after I got back from Ally Pally she stopped eating and drinking altogether and I am surprised that she had lasted as long as she had otherwise she would have been taking a trip to the vet.

MonsterMog on the other hand is getting fuller and fuller of beans every day that passes. It is hard to believe that he is only 19 weeks old as he is almost as big as Lara now (who incidentally still has not taken to him). At night he will usually settle on my pillow and the last thing I know before I hit the Z land is his purring in my ear. I am then usually awakened to his insisting that it is time I was washed which I have no objection to (although his tongue is still on the slightly rough side) but I do have an objection when he nips my nose :( He also seems to have developed a fetish for Jamieson's yarn! I ordered four balls of Spindrif a month or so ago and have it sitting in the spare bedroom waiting for me to post off to its intended recipient. It somehow manages to walk to another room. I then ended up binning a ball of white ultra which I had got out for a project of a knitted angel. When I picked it up off the floor yesterday when I was cleaning out the rabbit hutch thinking it was just a spare ball left lying around from when I got rid of seven bin liners of yarn a few weeks ago put it straight in the bin. It was when I found the ball band I realised where it had come from. I wonder if I could ship him back to Mumsy?