...some scones to bake (these were just straight out of the oven - anyone fancy one, hot, with butter, jam or cream?)
...and most importantly, a sock to finish!
Now this photo just does not do it justice. It is a very lovely sock and needs to be photographed outside in the sunshine. But it's been raining for so long now - well, it just seems that way - that I feel the sun has decided to clear off until April.
I love the heel on this sock, it is my favourite part of the whole thing.
One day, I might even make a partner for it! In the meantime, I have found another single sock and its half done twin, so have picked that up again. But I have now discovered a flaw with the Startitis Sock Club. When you knit one sock and make adjustments and alterations and don't change needle size when you're supposed to, and don't write down the afore-mentioned changes, then the second sock is never going to be a true partner. More a distant cousin rather than an identical twin! Still, never mind eh, life would be dull if everything was the same!
Last week I bought myself a skipping rope. Not just any old skipping rope I hasten to add. No, this one has a digital read-out to tell you how many calories you've burned off whilst skipping. I thought this sounded like a very good idea. Skip, burn up 50 or so calories, eat chocolate digestive. Perfect!
So out I went to skip. I skipped and skipped and skipped. I even broke out in a sweat, got red in the face and was very puffed out. But I felt all would be fine, I had done so well that maybe I had used up enough calories to have 2 biscuits.
But you know what it said? In great big numbers?
1.2Er, excuse me? Is this wretched thing not working right or do you really have to nearly kill yourself to enjoy a guilt free biscuit? I'm sure I can burn calories faster by knitting, much nicer way to do it as well.
Stupid sodding skipping rope. The charity shop beckons.