Did I meet you there? Hello again if I did!
I failed to take many photographs because I always feel the need to get permission from the people in them. That's pretty hard in a crowd!
But here is the lovely Cath, winding my new yarn in aid of the Teapot Trust.
I was far too shy to walk up to Stephen West and show him the shawl I test-knitted for Josh Ryks (because they do know each other - not just because I am a total sycophant!)
I smirked at Rachel Coopey, but didn't have the nerve to flash my socks!
I didn't spot Ysolda, but I know she was there.
However, I did go up to a total stranger and admire her scarf: "Hello! Is that a Ketch?"
Um, no, it's a Clincher.
"Oh, I knew it began with a K!"
Only when I got home and checked Ravelry for the pattern, did the full extent of my failure strike home! LOL
So, despite my social awkwardness, it was a good day.
I set myself a budget, and stuck to it. The whole day was not to cost more than I had saved by not buying shop coffee so far this year. Bargain!
So what did I purchase?
Well, I was sorely tempted by Socks That Rock and Cyborg's Craftroom yarn for sale at La Maison Tricotee. But my mother's horror at the price of American hand-dyes brought me down to earth.
So I stuck to my shopping list, and looked for something sheepy for a cardigan and something natural for a shawl. I tried to buy some spinning fibre but nothing was quite right. I was surprised how little fibre was for sale.
This is Gotlandsk Pelsuld by Filcolana, which I bought from Midwinter Yarns.
I could have filled a wheelbarrow with this stuff!
The red, the pink, the grey/blue. the mustard, the purple...?
In the end it was this rich grassy green that called the loudest.
It is definitely not next-to-skin soft, but I know it will bloom beautifully when washed.
I knit my Seraphine out of Gotland wool and I love it - it lives on the sofa for everyday use.
I plan to knit an Erte cardigan with this.
I wish I knew which stall I bought this from.
They were also selling Madeleine Tosh... but fortunately I didn't see that before I had spent my budget!
|Fossil and Bone shawl|
I had been worried about leaving FL home alone on a dexy-downer day, but he was kept entertained by the farmer and the gamekeeper coming round to remove my son's woodworm-ridden wardrobe, for incineration in the field.
I didn't tell you the story of how FL and I tried to get it downstairs on our own...?
Let's just say there is now a hole in the wall of the stairwell, and it involved me holding on to FL's legs as he tried to squeeze past the stuck wardrobe after its rapid downward descent...!
Never a dull moment ;)