I love how berets are really taking off here. I saw at least five yesterday, and I have yet to see a person that it doesn’t suit. A beret is contained, elegant and still warm and snuggly! You can pull it down over your ears if you’re cold or you can pull it up a bit so its just sitting on top of your ears. So versatile! Now, I’m lazy and I got mine in Marks and Spencers. But I have knit one – check it out here – and I highly recommend it. It’s more interesting than a regular hat. You only have to knit about two inches for the normal circumference for your head, then you increase tons all of a sudden, and then you have to start decreasing. It’s a bit like socks in that way for keeping your attention. Have I got you poised on the edge of your seat with your needles and any ball of wool that was just lying around, crying, show me the pattern! Where’s the pattern?! Well, I used Knitting Without Tears for mine, but you can try out this one or the one here too.
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So I’ve been curious to read this ’6 weird things about me’ meme going around on some blogs. It’s always interesting to see what people reveal about themselves so I’m going to give it a go and see what I come up with.
1. I was going to put in about my pizza-hair accident but you already know that. But I will tell you that my hair has a diagonal parting and there’s nothing I can do about it. I even got a proper side parting cut in, but the parting rebelled and it was so disastrous I had to get my mum to even out one side of my hair.
2. I have a ridiculous amount of creative energy, but sometimes I go through dry spells. Last week marked the end of a year and a half long dry spell and it really feels good to get my beans back. Even though playing the piano drives me crazy, it’s the only thing with enough draining power to really take my edge off. Knitting doesn’t really cut it in the long term, which is why I haven’t ditched the piano for knitting (yet).
3. Speaking of edges and edginess, I have an OCD and it runs in the family! OCD means obsessive compulsive disorder, and no, I don’t go around licking lightswitches before I can sit down or anything. I have constantly restless hands and pick endless at my hair, my skin, my nails, scratch my eyes, my nose, my ears, my lips, everything. It’s why – apart from playing the piano – I always cut my nails right down. It’s also why I can stick hours of practice and why I can’t just sit without knitting – there is no way I could hack an office job for the same reason. It gets worse with anxiety. If you ever meet me, and I have chapped lips, then I’m worried about something! My father, sister and brother all have something similar.
4. I am a very accident prone person. Once, I was flagging down a bus and punched a woman on the street in the face. She got very embarrassed and ran down the street before I could apologise. I was mortified. Another time, I was on the 16 bus and wanted to get off on George’s street so I could go to Opus II. I came down the stairs just as it was turning the corner and whoopsss… slithered right down the stairs on my bum and out onto a little kid. Then there are occasions like, dancing in the kitchen with a can of cocoa powder, dropping it and covering everything in powder, and picking up a pencil from under the piano and headbutting the piano. Alb will remember that one.
5. I can’t make my mind up about anything. I haven’t a clue what I want to do in the future or with my life in general, and my decisions about future plans change daily, if not more often. On the other hand, when I do make a decision, I’ll see it through to the bitter end. For example, in my final year on the BA, I decided to do this huge modern sonata. It was 35 minutes long and was like nothing I’d ever heard before. It turned out to be the bane of my existence. It was awful! In April, one month before my final recital, my teacher said, look, you have to learn the stupid thing because you’ve already submitted your programme. So I decided I’d better get cracking. I practiced it eight hours a day for three days and played the entire thing for him from memory the following Monday. It also turned out to be one of the best pieces I’ve ever learned and got me into the finals of a big competition too.
6. Believe it or not, I have a ferocious temper. I get mad on a daily basis over really stupid things. When I get really mad, it’s like a balloon. I puff up, shout my head off, usually wave my arms about and after about ten minutes I just deflate and it’s all over. Alb is the only person I know who can see through it. We were in a museum in Barcelona, and I started getting all mad about something. He just walked off into the other room and left me there steaming away. After about five minutes he came back to me and said, have you calmed down yet? I started laughing because I know I’d been silly, but that’s just the way it is.