knitting neels

Today was a bit strange. It all started this morning when a pigeon landed on my head… as I was walking down the road to the bus stop. I was hurrying to make it to the pedestrian crossing before the green man turned red when I felt a whoosh and something grabbing my hair. I gathered from the flapping feathers around my head that it was a pigeon (a wood pigeon, not yucky street pigeons) – he took off almost straight away. Shouldn’t a fully grown pigeon be able to tell that a moving human is not the best perch?

I had a non-stop two hours in college, the result of which is that I really don’t know what I will be doing for the next twelve months. I have a good idea about what I want to do this time next year, but until then there may be a lot more pigeons. On the way home on the bus, a really really smelly old man stood beside me. He chose to move in my direction just as I was yawning. I took in a big lungful of his pong without suspecting and couldn’t help coughing. He started shouting and swearing at me, proper swearing, and moved off to hide among some other people, who all started coughing discreetly. On the walk home, I passed a perfectly good toilet seat propped up against the wall along the road. Did someone stop to rearrange their boot and forget to repack their toilet seat? Was someone carrying it home and just decided it wasn’t worth it halfway? Is there some poor soul out there right now sitting on a bare toilet?

Lastly, I want to say hello! to the person in Anchorage who regularly visits the site. Hello! Thank you for visiting!

And now for the knitting. Remember how I said I was going to knit another beret? Well, this is the wool for it – more Twilley’s Freedom Spirit. I bought it as a little treat for myself before my mid-year exam.

I have been knitting almost exclusively on Thermal these days – apart from yesterday’s swatch, which didn’t take very long. It is growing nicely but I fear I will soon enter the black hole that lies between the waist and the armholes.

Kristen is boggled by the amount of teeny-tiny stitches. Right now I’m thinking of it as a giant sock – with 3mm needles I’m actually not far off! I can’t wait for the sleeves…..