Friday, 29 November 2013


One day, I might find it in my heart to forgive Moffat for killing River.
But that day is not today. (Yes, they're Jelly Babies)

Wednesday, 13 November 2013

Paper Flowers

A closed bud is a promise of a flowering future.
A closed book is but a stack of paper, you must be willing to open it to see what treasures lie inside.

Monday, 4 November 2013


As you can see, my self-portraiture skills have yet to improve.
But my knitting skills? That's a whole different ball-game.
This is a hat. A HAT. Hats aren't a variation on long straight lines. Hats have decreases and increases. Hats have shaping. This particular hat has rib stitch (cue impressed 'ooh'ing noise), and weird tucky things that involve picking up stitches from several rows back.
I am excessively proud.