Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park.

After working quite hard for the last few weeks I felt in need of refreshment after an early morning hand in.  My lovely fellow students had all pulled all nighters and were looking quite tired so declined my excited idea of us all going to see the Winter Wonderland and they headed off home to their beds. I however had managed a couple of hours sleep the previous night, but was bubbling over with adrenaline and I knew that if I went home I would just turn into a grumpy bored and tired person and it would get worse and worse during the day. So I headed off for a new adventure on my own.
 Entering Winter Wonderland I became quite excited, the Christmas music that was playing was not going to be dented by an autumn damp start to the day.
 There were pretty bowls
 And Russian dolls, which I would have loved to play with.
 There were beautiful plates
 And jolly elephants.
 There were exotic marzipan’s,
 And glass baubles.
 A wonderful Ferris wheel, when who should I spy
 But Santa Claus flying by.
 There were happy houses full of fun
 And scary rides.
 There were roller coasters
 And carousel bars.
 And a bar that had more than a sniff of Blackpool about it.
 There were ghost towns
 And big sausages and mulled wine.
 There were lots of bars but this one was the warmest.
And a very quiet ice skating ring.  
I’d had a lovely morning, a gentle stroll around, it was nearly two by the time I left and I felt much more settled.  
I can’t wait to come back when its busy and dark. 

And a little tailoring.

I’ve a few minutes to spare, so here is a quick peek of my tailoring endevours of the last few weeks.
 My technical file is just printing, lots of piccies and writing, all A3, and here are the samples I’m  going to put in it.
 Gentleman’s tailored waistband
 And the curtains on the inside of the trousers.
 A sports waistband, also known as DAK, I varied my points.
 Single Jets pockets,
 And double jet pockets.
 There are slanted pockets
 And straight pockets
And because you can’t see anything from the front of the trousers, the back of a Fly. I am sure you’ve all wanted to see that, of course this is still under construction and when its finished you won’t be able to see this either, such is the joy of tailoring.
I just need a few more hours to finish presenting it all and then I’ll crash, hopefully with a glass of something fizzy and alcoholic – must remember to put the cooking cider in the fridge!

At last, a little knitting.

Life is a tad busy, as you might imagine and there are times when the stress levels start to peak.  I quite like the adrenaline rush, it gets things done, but sometimes you need to switch off, in order to get some sleep. This week has been very busy and during the week I found myself turning to wool as my comforter. I also needed gloves, having failed to pack any and hearing about the snow storms that were going to come charging down from the north. 
I opened my emergency ‘for dire situations only’ knitting supplies and found this beautiful skein of Wollmeise in Magnolia dark.  
 And spent a happy half hour turning it into a yarn cake,
 with the aid of my trusty swift
 and wool winder.
I merrily cast on and felt much calmer and soon it was time for bed and as promised the yarn sprites whisked me away to play in their glen, until the cock crowed.

 But alas I was still gloveless, and realised a chunkier than 4ply yarn made into mittens was the answer, so I cast on these and a couple of days later they were keeping my hands toasty warm as I trotted towards the train station.

I have this resting on the back of the sofa, half a tank top in a chunky thin and thick yarn by Rowan.  I’ve changed the pattern as you do and I should have this finished within the next week.

And knowing just how fickle I am, always having more than one knitting project on the go, (it gives me variety) this has been keeping me busy, its the second incarnation of a sleeve, having knitted the first one and pulled it back as I didn’t like how it was going.  I’ve changed the pattern and this one is going much better, its made from Wollmeise sock yarn in Petit Poison and one day soon, I shall get around to finishing it. 
Now I have to get back to uni work, hand in’s next week. 

Christmas Sparkle.

As a quick pick me up, I found myself at Liberty’s looking at Rowan yarn, but before I got into the lift I noticed they had opened their Christmas floor, so I took a small detour.

 It was well worth it, it made me smile and giggle like a school girl, which was exactly what I needed at the time. 
 So many pretty things to see.
 There were reindeer.
 and pretty blue birds in glass baubles.
 Ships sailing the high seas.
 Glass baubles with indentations, my grandmother had a blue one of these which I used to love looking at every year.
 There were prancing carousel ponies,
 And tartan wares
 And squirrels, which I really loved the most,
 ready to scamper around your Christmas tree.
 There were bunny rabbits
 and herds of reindeer.
 And enough Christmas stockings for every child in London.

 There were huge reindeer.
And big brown bears,
And a great big fat robbin. 
I loved them all.