mmm... khorma
Tonight I ate delicious curry with our friends over the road, Nick and Jo. I had curry last night, incidentally. It was delicious, though, and Nick and Jo are a great couple to hang out with. Two cute little girls as well. Nick is a police inspector and told us lively tales of being on the beat, and about the buzz of riots and near riots. Jo told us how their younger girl, who is 5, was sitting at breakfast today, and started telling her about an awful fire in Paris that had killed some children. "How did you know that, baby?" Jo asked. "On the news. And about this bird flu..." she goes on, in her most matter-of-fact voice. She's FIVE. It was funny. Kids are just sponges with facts, tell you what.
Not much happening over in m.o.e. at the moment. Other than England currently having Australia on the ropes with the Ashes. Anna's dad got to see a fine day of play over at Trent Bridge, that's for sure. Other than that, I'm wearing a pink and white sweater I bought at a charity shop which has dolman sleeves and a triangle pattern and looks like it came out of Stacy McGill's closet (i dotted with heart), I'm getting over a cold, which I got from Sam, which has us both coughing like seals, and I've been thinking I really need to do some more knitting, and I'm desparate to go to a shop which sells yarn. I finally got the tip off where I can find some good yarn from Victoria, the girl from London. So, hopefully I can hit a shop up and stock up. Because... you can never have enough yarn. And its so inspirational just to look at. I'm thinking a hat in a zig-zag stripe pattern would be nice. Oh, and Sam has requested a scarf in black and white blocks. In support of the super rams, of course.
Right, so I'll try including a picture, which is back from the Long Eaton steam festival, which is highly entertaining. But at the moment blogger is being a little r-a-n-d if you know what I mean. Anyways, more after I get back from Bristol on Sunday. Or maybe after I get back from the cricket on Monday if there is any more dueling to be had on Monday. Cheers.
Oh, and P.S. for those of you desparately wondering how the stamp collection is going, its going well. And Janet, a lady I work with, bought me a notebook, some stamp collecting paper, and some stamp sticking on hinges, for a late birthday present. And, I found an Andy Goldsworthy stamp because apparently he did a set for the Royal Mail some time ago. He rox.
Not much happening over in m.o.e. at the moment. Other than England currently having Australia on the ropes with the Ashes. Anna's dad got to see a fine day of play over at Trent Bridge, that's for sure. Other than that, I'm wearing a pink and white sweater I bought at a charity shop which has dolman sleeves and a triangle pattern and looks like it came out of Stacy McGill's closet (i dotted with heart), I'm getting over a cold, which I got from Sam, which has us both coughing like seals, and I've been thinking I really need to do some more knitting, and I'm desparate to go to a shop which sells yarn. I finally got the tip off where I can find some good yarn from Victoria, the girl from London. So, hopefully I can hit a shop up and stock up. Because... you can never have enough yarn. And its so inspirational just to look at. I'm thinking a hat in a zig-zag stripe pattern would be nice. Oh, and Sam has requested a scarf in black and white blocks. In support of the super rams, of course.
Right, so I'll try including a picture, which is back from the Long Eaton steam festival, which is highly entertaining. But at the moment blogger is being a little r-a-n-d if you know what I mean. Anyways, more after I get back from Bristol on Sunday. Or maybe after I get back from the cricket on Monday if there is any more dueling to be had on Monday. Cheers.
Oh, and P.S. for those of you desparately wondering how the stamp collection is going, its going well. And Janet, a lady I work with, bought me a notebook, some stamp collecting paper, and some stamp sticking on hinges, for a late birthday present. And, I found an Andy Goldsworthy stamp because apparently he did a set for the Royal Mail some time ago. He rox.
posted by Laura Negus at 10:09 PM
5 Comments:
OMG STACEY MCGILL.
like, she has diabetes and has to, you know, give herself insulin shots. and her parents are divorced, and her dad lives in new york and her mom lives here. isn't that wild???
Ode to Yarn
So soft and so yellow,
It makes me so mellow,
To weave and to wrap,
My strength it doth sap,
If only I had my own pair of needles,
Surely they sell them---in the land of the Beatles?
Coming soon: Ode to the Rams
Could you make me and Charles some Hogwarts inspired scarves for the upcoming fall weather?
I'd pay you. In pounds or whatever.
Oooh, lovely. You mean, like matching? or I could make Charles a green and silver one, and you could be 'rivals'. No, but let me have a think... its do-able, but I hesitate to committ knowing my problems with 'planning'. hehe. Anyways, hope you two are well!
Dude. I went out with Stacy McGill in 7th grade. Everything was going well until I found out she was the lead singer in Hanson. And that Hanson was only made up of 3 brothers. Then we broke up.
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