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Dinner tonight was goats cheese tortilla with tomato salad. Although we haven’t ventured near potatoes in a while, they now form part of our meal plan. Consequently I felt a bit like the wolf from little red riding hood when he had the rocks in his tummy for a short while after eating…

tortilla!

The “buying a basil plant” decision I took a few weeks ago paid off this evening. I’ve managed to maintain it in an alive state and so now we have fresh basil to go with the beef tomatoes I bought too many of at the weekend. Joel can now gorge on enormo-tomatoes to his heart’s content. Up to 3 tomatoes. Unless we have them with tomorrow’s dinner. But he could have eaten them all by then.

This is Steve looking like he’s enjoying his dinner. He’s a bit concerned that his hair looks like it needs styling.

steve eating food

You can tell that he’s just posing because he’s got no food on his fork. Amateur.

Joel broke it to me that he had maths homework at 7:05pm.

number-square

Using the crazy magic of the number square we had it done by 7:25pm. Sorry, clearly that should be *he* had it done by 7:25pm.

before Armageddon kicked in…

One of our good friends hit A Landmark Age last week, and to celebrate he invited a group of friends to join him and his family in the lake district. We stayed at Bury Jubilee Youth Hostel, which is totally perfect for 26 people and other animals.

I made & took this large pile of nosh.

cake! and crumble!

We chilled, we walked, we ate “lunch” we walked, Lily left her hand knitted cardigan at the playground (it was still there the next morning, before anyone panics), we took part in a quiz and other shenanigans, we slept, did some other stuff.

pre-walk

valley to Ullswater

by the lake

lunch

Part of the evening’s entertainment, which was the game where you transfer maltesers from one bowl to another using a straw, didn’t work because the straws were too small. So instead, we saw who could drink through the longest straw.

drinking through straws

coin log

coin log 2

The woodland equivalent of the wishing well.

my family!

I might doctor this one and replace the front page…

aira force

All in all, a top weekend and now we have some new friends. The weather was lovely all weekend, as you can see.

And now, for the past 2 days, it’s been raining like it’s the end of the world.

beach weather

Yesterday we went to the beach. Joel didn’t want to carry the buckets and spades, so I gave him the back pack with lunch instead…

joel with backpack

Seems fair.

Lily & Joel set up a Games Console which we all had a turn at. I think Daddy patronised it the most before it went out of business. Sign o’ the times, it seems.

lily setting up the game

While at the beach, Joel got both of us soaking wet, then went and got changed into his swimsuit and wetsuit… and got soaking wet again. I don’t have any pictures of that, as I thought phone and camera were best out of the way for that. It was a glorious day, though, and for someone who doesn’t technically swim without armbands, Joel was getting right on in there. Hence me not wanting to be too far away, in spite of the getting wet…

hell's mouth beach

Later on, after we’d been back to base and dried off, we pottered to The Sun public house for pre-dinner drinks. I went for a Perry and found it to be very refreshing, while the children concentrated on throwing money into a stagnant puddle dressed up as a well.

mmm perry coin tossing

On our walk home, I was a little concerned that the wind appeared to be blowing this leaky cloud directly in our direction…

rain cloud approaching

Lily got really VERY worried (she is scared of thunder and twisters), although the greater danger appeared to be from the cyclist who came up from behind without a bell and scared the bejeezus out of us by saying “excuse me” from about 2 yards behind us. Do cycles not have bells these days??!?

Anyway, we got home without getting wet or mown down. Result!

Still loving the turquoise cardi

Yes, I’m still harping on about this cardigan.

cardigan playing chess

Another top bonus about this cardigan occurred to me the other day. None of the bits for it were bought new for it, so it was entirely stash-busting.

I wasn’t foolish enough to make a new year resolution to only use stash yarn: attempting to use yarn stash before bringing more new yarn into the house is merely a background intention I sometimes achieve. So it makes me very happy that this cardigan which I love and almost wish I was small enough to wear used up the fluorescent yarn left over from a cardigan I don’t like any more (sorry, Norah)(actually, turns out I didn’t like it much at the time, and neither did Steve. Meh, who knew), surplus buttons from the ones I bought to go on something else for Lily I haven’t shown you yet (ravelry link), and some dark pink also-plastic yarn from the general stash (ooh, look I think I’ve found the original garment it was used for… maybe (rav link))

win-win-win!

cheesy grin with soup and cardigan

Another finished object. This is becoming something of a habit.

Actually, this weekend there are 2 finished objects, but I can’t show you one of them yet. It’s a gift for someone who reads the blog and generally stalks me online, so I will have to wait until after it’s given to show off.

This, however, has already been handed over, so I can show it off without fear of spoiling anything.

The pattern for That Weasley Girl is inspired by the cardigan that Ginny Weasley wears to the Quidditch world cup in one of the Harry potter films.

Ginny at the Quidditch World Cup

Image from "Vault 713 ~ a wizarding experience"

In finally taking the time to look up the cardi, I’m pleased to find I’ve gone for a colour scheme closer to the original than the pattern used, and that’s without actually knowing what the original cardigan was like.

So, having been dragged out of bed a bit early on Saturday (actually, that’s not fair – I was up before Joel since I was awake, which quite frankly threw us all) and so thought I would use the time to tackle this.

unpinned zip

Yes kids, that’s a close-enough-blue zip and a blue cardigan, waiting to be united through the medium of pins and thread.

Pins. This brought out some OCD. See how the pins go in rainbow-ish sequence and match on each side. Even though they will be there for at most a day.

pinned zip

The sewing in went quite quickly. I followed a line of stitches both on the way up at the edge, and then on the way down near the teeth. So, when Lily came back from her exciting weekend away (with Brownies), we were able to take these happy-girl photos.

with hood hood down ok, I'll take it off now

Initially when making this I complained (if not out loud, then inwardly) that the pattern was more of a recipe and left out some crucial details (such as when to divide for the arms), but overall I think it’s made me a better knitter. I understand more about pattern construction, and it has allowed me to customise the pattern so that it “fits” the way Lily appears to like it – i.e. without much ease around the chest) and also to accommodate her (apparently freakishly long) arms.

I did an i-chord instead of plaiting the hood tie, which made sewing it into the hood a bit dicey (because that made it fatter), but other than that I largely followed the (skeleton) instructions.

The yarn was a bargain (Sirdar Click Aran) I picked up at Aintree, and as it happens I have just under half of it left. The yarn is the right gauge for the Cayuga set which I may well make for myself (matching hat & gloves, mmmm) and is also the right gauge for a little something I just whipped up for a friend and quite fancy one myself, actually. Fingers crossed there’s enough to do both!

Oh, and I nearly forgot, there’s a matching hat for the cardigan.

matching-hat

Because sometimes, a hood just isn’t enough.

And Joel made up for me getting up earlier than him on Saturday by this morning waking me up mid-dream and demanding that I get up because Daddy had refused. I was Sleeping With The Rats because Joel had requested a night in our bed so that he could cuddle a parent all night long. So, fair play, Daddy had probably been fully cuddled out by 07:30 when he came in to me.

All requests Friday

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Wednesday night knit & natter helped me to get this far on Joel’s web-spinner cardigan. Although, when I held it up to show progress, someone said it looked big enough for me. I can only say they probably weren’t looking properly. I’ve lost a bit of weight lately (pounds rather than stones) but not _that_ much.

Yes, it’s a bit in the large side, but it would be a shame to go to all this effort and have him grow out of it quickly. This way, it will last for years.

To be honest, given the way he screams like a girl and runs away very fast when he sees a spider of any size, I’m quite surprised he’s asked for something with a spider on it. Ours is not to reason why, ours is just to make the damn jumper.

Quickly, please.

Smashing times

Joel has broken two things in the past couple of days. Things we’ve had for years, and could rightly have been quite upset about. However, at the end of the day it’s just stuff.

The first thing was a bowl which my mum made, and which we keep fruit and mix cakes in. Joel dropped it while moving it from room to room, and was really worried he was going to be punished. He was concerned because Granny had made it. I was more worried that I’m a useful bowl down.

The other was the kitchen clock. Steve has had this clock for about 20 years. It’s unremarkable, but fulfils a telling-the-time function. It was knocked off the wall in an arm-waving conversation, and the perspex cover broke off, and couldn’t be fixed back on. Arguably, we *could* keep the clock as it is (and if the truth were my known, probably will for more time than is decent), but it’s not the same…

Given that stuff is reputed to happen in threes, I’m just hoping that the third and final item won’t be too sentimentally or financially valuable…

Mrs (Lillian) Beeton strikes again

Yesterday, my target was 2 lots of log book homework and possible swimming. We managed to achieve 1 lot of homework… And some baking.

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Joel was keen to help, too. Today’s project was jam tarts. Lily crumbed the flour and marge and did a really good job, then mixed in the water (with a little help in the final stages of making it look like pastry from me). Joel washed the tin and greased the hollows (oo-er). Joel then cut the shapes & Lily put them in the hollows. At this point Joel lost interest so Lily finished off with homemade plum jam and the topper shapes.

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Turns out you need less jam than you’d think, as it bubbles up and overflows. And then you have to prize the tarts out of the pan without mashing them. These 3 were the first samples consumed, given that they suffered a little in the extraction process…

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However, it turns out the plum jam has weathered 3 years remarkably well. An ideal discovery when I’ve just re-embarked on a low sugar, low carb diet…

Another blue sweater for Lil

I found some bargain yarn at the Aintree stitching show in a lovely mid blue. Instead of doing the sensible thing, which is make the not-spiderman-but-is-really (ravelry link) (for copyright reasons) sweater Joel wants, for which it’s the exact right shade and weight, I am making a not-Harry-Potter sweater (ravelry link) for Lily.

That Weasley Girl is a pattern based on the cardigan Ginny wore to the quidditch world cup, apparently. I don’t remember the original, but this looks lovely so I’m going for it.

Another previously unseen advantage is that the pattern is essentially a DIY recipe where you take measurements then work out how wide & long you need to make it (having determined your gauge, which it turns out was spot on. Again. The repeated success here doesn’t incentivise me to keep checking. And then the one time I don’t check, I’ll be waaaaay off). So, it’s taught me something about sweater construction (in an articulating-what’s-common-sense kind of way) and I’ve been able to tailor the cardi to Lily’s slim long body & (apparently, freakishly) long arms.

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So, I read through the pattern, did some measurements, and worked out the things I needed to work out. Or so I thought. More, in the style of the pattern, on that later.

I cast on at the start of a should-be-3-hours journey to Abersoch. Although I’d read it in the pattern, I hadn’t registered that the top part, which forms the yoke, was in seed (or moss) stitch. This is k1-p1 rib, without the benefit of matching stitches row to row. In other words it’s slightly fiddly *and* annoying. Plus, this had raglan increases thrown in for good measure. As I embarked on the task and we embarked on the journey I sighed, possibly more than once.

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Although the journey ended up taking something like 4 or 5 hours, the knitting wasn’t as much hard work as I had anticipated. Indeed it kinda flew by. To the point where I suddenly realised that the pattern lacked an important detail: at what point does one stop doing raglan increases, put the sleeves on waste yarn or stitch holders and start working straight down the body. In the excitement of detailing how to work out shaping for the adult sizes, the pattern author had forgotten this fairly crucial detail.

So, having got to roughly where I thought I was in danger of running over, I set aside the cardi and finished off the BSJ I had brought as secondary knitting for the trip. This had the added advantage of freeing up some “waste” yarn for putting the sleeves on, which I’d forgotten to pack.

So, once at the luxury caravan that was our destination, I got out my pencil & calculator and worked out that to have the right number of stitches round the body (a 28″ body, based on 4.5st/” ) I needed to increase until there were (((28*4.5)/4)-4)/2 stitches on each front. Which, as I’d thought, wasn’t far off.

The body then was a breeze of (reverse) stocking stitch which I ploughed through.

By the time I got to the sleeves, I had come home again without Steve & the kids, and unfortunately discovered a measurement I needed which I hadn’t acquired: cuff circumference. You need to know this in order to work out how many & often to decrease the stitches on the sleeve.

So instead I embarked on the hood. This was all going fine until I got to the bit which said “knit this until it fits over the head, then bind off”. I didn’t have the relevant head.

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Fortunately, the relevant head & shoulders arrived back in the nick of time, so we were able to have another measuring session at which point I worked out how big to make the hood, and promptly over-knitted by an inch. So it’s a generous hood.

I’ve measured for cuffs, and have now done one sleeve. The second sleeve is in progress amid its looking good so far. Plus, given that the bulk of the cardi is in reverse stocking stitch, I like to think I’m being quite clever in knitting them inside out, so that I only have to knit and not purl until I get to the seed stitch at the cuff…

Ta-daa. And on with the show.