It's been a while since I spent a whole day out in the world. Me and the travelling roadshow that is a napping breastfeeding spewing just starting on solids five and a half month old boy. Plus the knitting of course. Hitching a ride with a friend, visiting another, putting a face to a familiar name and catching a life while it's still brand spanking new. I won't make you drool with tales of excellent views and baked goods. That would be mean.
But I will say how I am thrilled in a girlish and (I'd like to think) endearing way every time I meet up with people from the blog world. It still surprises me that anyone wants to meet me or read me and that they don't run screaming once they do.
And I will say that in my experience the strike rate for meeting excellent people through the blog world is considerably better than in everyday life. Not a perfect score but certainly much closer than I get elsewhere. Thank you lovely people, you do restore a girl's faith in the world.
Also a chance to visit the new premises of the felt dealer. This is not so much a shop as a parallel universe. Sandra, you wow me anew with each visit. So much inspiration in such a small space.
Might you need a bit of felt? Here's just a few colours to choose from.
Or perhaps you'd like to make your own felt from rovings and batts?
Or a kit with all the bits to make a felty gnome or woodland creature (or a needle felted car - can you believe that cuteness!)
Perhaps a new felt home or play mat is what you were after,
or some handcarved wooden animals or a teeny tiny wooden pram?
No, of course not. What you really need is a couple of rather large knitted chickens.
Some days the number of things I want to make is just so overwhelming I think I might burst.