Random thoughts, experiences & a new project

Yesterday, I was feeling a bit blue, as I was mid-recovery from a horrible cold that really had me down for the count. I realized the only thing that might make me feel better was to finally make the trip out to iKnit. Because it is equidistant between two tube stations, one of which is on my line, I chose that line. Getting off at Oval, I encountered a pretty bleak landscape, including one lone junkie and the cricket stadium. It was grey and just starting to rain. Just as I was about to turn down Vauxhall Grove, I looked up at the sky, and the building across the street caught my eye:



Weird. Those are little lions next to the hand.

I turned down Vauxhall Grove, into a tiny cute area, and a few minutes later, arrived at iKnit. That's it, on the corner on the right side of the picture.



The shop was small and cozy, with lots of nice wool. I finally settled on some Rowan Felted Tweed in Gilt, though I did not feel guilty. I decided I need a hat, because I forgot to bring any! So, I'm making the Moss Stitch Beret. And I even learned something new: a provisional cast on.



So, there you have it, after three weeks of not knitting, I'm back on the bandwagon, or however that expression goes. Next time I go to iKnit, I might try the other tube station, Vauxhall, in case the walk is nicer.

Here's what else I've been up to:

I went to yoga today, where the teacher told me she could tell I was fearful and lacking self-confidence. In regards to my handstand, of course, not my life. And she's right. I'm definitely too scared to go upside down, and I certainly don't trust the "strength" of my puny upper arms.

Lately I've been watching (or trying to watch, the stupid BBC iplayer doesn't really work on macs) The Last Enemy. When I say "lately," I just mean last week, as it only just started. It's a little 1984-like. It's about an irritable mathematician who gets embroiled in life, politics and conspiracies. There's something downright charming about how irritable he is all the time.

The turbine hall at the Tate Modern:




Rog & I near London Bridge (like our matching scarves? both made from Karabella Camissimo):


I'm sure everyone in London has this experience of feeling that the Gherkin is ubiquitous...





Rog's brother-in-law made marmalade, which is delicious and looks beautiful. I don't like to have my bread and butter ruined by additional stuff on top, so I just eat the marmalade plain after the bread and butter, as dessert.