sheepThe birds seem very quiet this time of year. Mr P says  it is a classic time for many birds to lose their feathers so they tend to skulk around a bit and don’t really feel they have much to sing about as they look a bit raggedy and flying aint much fun…not sure if he is making all that up, but it sounds good. The wood pigeons and and crows seem fairly unphased and continue to coo and crow. The most wonderful sound that filled my weekend was  the sheep. Such a great sound, and so varied in pitch. I have a mind to go crawling round with my sound recorder …oh I did ….here is a tiny sheep clip  of their baa-ing  that were right outside our abode. I wish I could have taken them back to London with me..but I am  not sure if the neighbours would have liked it much and I would run out of grass in about 3 seconds and they would all die of starvation, unless I took them to the park, and they would get run over getting there….

SONG OF THE DAY -Christine McVie -Songbird

I love Christine McVie’s voice and this is a lovely performance of this song. A favourite of mine.

So started off as a nice little square sweet little granny squaresand now it has turned into the blanket of all blankets -I mean there is no point in making a perky little dog blanket when you don’t own a small dog.


I want a large double blanket, which means vast numbers of granny squares and huge amounts of wool. So I have found myself nipping into the fourth floor of the Temple that is John Lewis to buy yet more Rowan wool and sadly only  Colourscape skeins ( I love that word-skeins) will do. So the summer holiday has been cancelled as the money is all going on fine fine wool.The culprits!The skeins are divine -amazing colours which move through the spectrum in a perfectly timely way!

Something about the speed it changes colour makes it just right for someone like me, who gets bored too quickly to crochet  the same colour for more than 10 minutes and is just not skillfull enough to do all that changing wool every three minutes. So the squares mulitply. My friends laugh as I crochet at meal times, on the bus, in the car, where ever..I don’t care..I have a large blanket to finish, and I can see the task getting bigger and bigger. I have songwriting workshops to present, songs to arrange, a musical to write, the third part of  the Millenium triology to read – and somehow, none of theses things are getting done. I suddenly am looking forward to sitting on a train for 3 hours so I can be left alone to crochet to my hearts content!more....

and more.....

Each square is now being finished off with a nice border of Rowan British Sheep un-dyed woolI was here last week.... to give it continuity. (I got the idea from a lovely lady in the I Knit London in Lower Marsh , Waterloo where I popped last week and sat in on the wonderous Thursday evening knitting club.)

No time for the piano anymore....

How soon will it be before I have enough jewels to join them al together? I am getting crotchet forearm..a little muscle just in front of my bingo wing is being developed by the constant twisting motion. I think I need to become ambidextrous! As they say…WATCH THIS SPACE. X X X X