Finished work on Friday.
I was tearful as it was my last day before a secondment at another school that will take me away until next September. Realistically, I can't see myself going back so it was emotional. I've been based there for my whole teaching career. I'm glad I have the Christmas holidays to adjust.
Drove down to Whitby this morning to blow away the cobwebs.
It was certainly blowy! Alas, no snow. I thought there might be some on the dales.
At home it was 5 degrees C, but the temperature dropped to 0.5 degrees C over the moors as a freezing fog rolled down the dales towards the coast.
The fog eventually caught up with us and was almost James Herbert-ish...
When the weather wasn't freakish, J looked like this:
He stands the same in every photo I have of him standing up. It's become a bit of a family joke as it reminds me of the "Heroic Stance" the actors are teaching George in Blackadder the 3rd...
Talking of things theatrical - Juliet, she is finished:
I'm pleased with how this turned out. Especially considering it was just cheap chunky yarn from my stash. It photographs badly. The flash seems to turn it blueish, whereas in the flesh it's a deep brownish plum (which explains why I have it on over a brown polo neck.)
I'll definitely make it again - probably in a tweedy aran yarn next time.