To dye, as Peter Pan once said, will be an awfully big adventure. Armed with little more than some spare yarn, a packet of food colouring and a few too many glasses of excellent merlot, I decided upon a new venture: dyeing my own yarns. You see, I bought about 8 balls of Cleckheaton’s Angora [...]
Tagged dyeingI don’t get bad dreams all that often. I get lurid and bizarre ones from time to time, as well as ones so beautiful and melodic that I don’t want to wake up. I sometimes have lovely happy dreams that leave me floating on Cloud Nine for the rest of the day. But I had [...]
Tagged Addison'sWhile living frugally isn’t really a central part of my life, I admire those who do so. But there’s frugal and there’s stingy: I know people who hate going out for meals because they believe that it’s not worth paying for more than the cost of the ingredients. But I also know people who will [...]
Tagged frugalI go back to work on Monday morning. This is a break with a three-week tradition at this stage, and frankly, I’m looking forward to it. I’ll bet I’ll be ready to chuck it all in by lunchtime on the first day. But even that will be a welcome change from the immaculate ennui that [...]
Tagged Addison's, knittingBeing discharged from hospital was a decidedly unique experience. Nevermind the visit to the ‘discharge lounge’, a tasteful name if ever I heard one, where we were required to wait while the discharge paperwork was filled in — that was unique enough in its own right. A bunch of patients sitting around, waiting for doctors [...]
Tagged Addison'sOh, sweet, nectar-like irony. Remember in the last post I mentioned I would bet a bottle of red they wouldn’t find anything wrong with me when I did the blood tests? I was so wrong that it was ludicrous. I failed the blood test. Gave them some blood on Monday morning, as well as a [...]
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