Showing posts with label resettling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label resettling. Show all posts

Wednesday, 6 November 2013

Resettling . . .

Resettling . . .

I have had a few busy weeks most enjoyably spent looking after Frankie. It’s strange how unsettling two or three days away from home every week can be.

Add to that the worry we had over Isla who contracted an e.coli infection and spent a few traumatic days in hospital. She is much better now but seems prone to infection. Having said that, Frankie has had a cold for several weeks and a sickness bug that comes and goes . . . and comes again. Who’d be a baby?

However, I have managed to knit rather a lot – two tank tops, a cardigan, two hats and two pairs of mittens for Frankie, a scarf for Susannah with a hat and mittens to follow (nearly finished the mittens) a cardigan, hat and mittens for my great granddaughter Isla, and wool to make another tank top for Frankie (anybody would think the poor child didn’t have any clothes!) a scarf and crocheted hat for Bethan, a tank top for Barry and I’ve still got a tapestry half-finished – more than one, if I’m painfully honest. I’ve also got a book to edit, and two more to complete and an article to write for the Ocicat Muse to feature the Brothers Three.

No wonder we sometimes don’t get out for our walk until it’s nearly dark!

I’m a great starter – not such a great finisher. Maybe I should get up in the wee small hours when I can’t sleep and try to accomplish something then . . . oh, hang on, I couldn’t possibly do that – it would disturb the cats!