Would you dare?

bungee jump from the Transporter Bridge? I wouldn't but we watched some brave souls doing it:





I still feel a bit sick just thinking about it.

Give me a quiet walk on the beach any day.



On the needles: I've just started my second Monkey sock. I'm very happy with the way the first came out. The yarn and pattern work well together.Pictures as soon as I get this one finished.

The cooler weather has inspired me to look at hat and scarf patterns. I'm thinking about knitting a cowl as I've seen some really nice ones on ravelry and I think they would workwell with my walking jacket for winter.

Two posts in one weekend

I received a wonderful swap package from Amanda, as part of the Ravelry Knitters' Treasure Swap.
The sock monkey is wonderful. I'm developing quite a knitted monkey collection.



Finished my Hedgerow socks:



I don't love the yarn - it's a bit scratchy, but they will be nice socks for work. I'm trying to amass a selection of socks I can wear with suits and dark trousers. I want to get as much wear as I can from my hand knit socks, but sometimes the bright handpaints just don't work with business wear. This was from Violet Green.

J and I drove down to Whitby.



It was very busy so we bailed quite early and headed home to clear out kitchen cupboards. (Just goes to show that romance is still alive and well after 19 years together ;)) I think the next time we drive down will probably be at Halloween to people watch during the Gothic Weekend.



Called into Bobbins and bought this:



It's Kureyon Sock by Noro and it feels like hessian, which is a shame, given the price. I keep reading that it softens with washing and wear. I do hope so. If it doesn't, maybe it will help with the dry skin on my feet...

Indian Summer

Can't believe it is three weeks since I last posted. That means we have done three weeks of the Autumn term already and there are only 5 left until half term holidays. Yipee!
It didn't feel like Summer during the Summer - cold and wet - and it doesn't feel like Autumn yet. Typically, ever since the start of term we've had some lovely, dry, warm days with lots of sunshine and an opportunity to wear the clothes I bought for work in the Spring.

Our tomatoes are finally starting to ripen, but J doesn't think he'll bother with outdoor tomatoes next year. The Summer wasn't really adequate for a good long growing season.



These are a wonderfully wrinkly variety - a heritage seed plant, whose name I can't remember.

J is starting to cut things back in the garden. Everything is overblown and some areas need a bit of a rethink.



I love sea holly even when it has gone to seed and started to change colour from silver to bronze.

I've weathered some fundamental changes to my life since I last posted. I am no longer the mother of a child. I am now the mother of a young man who attends college, calls his tutors by their Christian names and has a driving licence. The driving lessons start this week. More grey hairs, no doubt.

j (I wonder if I should give him another alias that has a capital letter as he is no longer a little chap?) is attending the same college I went to between 1979 and 1981.J went there too, during the building's earlier incarnation as a school. J and I went to New Parents' Evening last week. We couldn't remember much about the building. I expect it has changed a lot in the last 27 years. We certainly didn't address our tutors by their Christian names. Although, I did have a friend who was sleeping with one of the English tutors. On reflection, she probably did.

I am finally catching up with the rest of the knitting world (no, I still haven't made a Clapotis) and have cast on a pair of Monkey socks in
Wollmeise.
After wondering what all the hype was about I can now say it's a lovely pattern to knit and the yarn is achingly beautiful.