Goal!

Long time, no blog! But you know what? The crafting hiatus has actually done me good. It’s not that I haven’t done anything crafty at all while I’ve been offline, but it’s been good to sit back, breathe, consider my creations made and in the making, and smile a little. Not least because… YES, you guessed it… I’ve finished my Homeric fussball table makeover project at long, long last. E voilà:

The first goal of the season has finally been well and truly scored!

The first goal of the season has finally been well and truly scored!

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Up with the mindfulness, down with the anxiety

I’m going through a period of (quite a lot of) earnest reflection at the moment – and the extent to which I really need to change some of my thinking patterns is becoming increasingly and abundantly clear. I’ve been aware of this for a long time, actually, but in recent months it’s come into some fairly sharp relief. Which is a little bit scary and unsettling. On the other hand, awareness, understanding and willingness to give change a go are good things and important first steps, so hoorah for those!

Randomly inserted photo, just for the hell of it.

Randomly inserted photo, just for the hell of it.

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The Venerable Bead

It’s starting to dawn on me that I can’t do everything at once. Or is it? Sometimes it’s hard to tell. But there are so many things I want to do, dammit, and where on earth is all the time going anyway? OK, so procrastination is the thief of time and I have been very tired of late, it’s true – so perhaps not quite as gung ho as I’d like to be – but I haven’t really been procrastinating that badly. Which more or less rules procrastination out as a suspect. And, even if it didn’t, surely procrastination was locked up long ago for previous offences. So where is all the time disappearing off to?*

Yes, I know, what am I going on about (you see, the currently-in-limbo fussball table has addled my poor brain)? Well, this, if you must know:

Beady temptation.

Beady temptation.

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Going to penalties

OK, on this occasion I admit defeat. Hard as I tried, I didn’t quite make it – and the new football season kicked off this weekend without my fussball table makeover being quite complete. I have been trying to resign myself to this frustrating fact since about 6pm yesterday, and almost 24 hours later I still haven’t quite managed to let it go… So now seems like a good time to do just that: and, BREATHE… Continue reading

Come on the blues!

Yes, the day has finally arrived. No, I haven’t been to see Chelsea – or, indeed, any other football team with a blue strip – in action. I don’t think the season’s even started yet, has it? (Shows how much I know about football.) But I have been working closely with one particular bunch of players. This lot, in fact:

The blue eleven (not all pictured).

The blue eleven (not all pictured).

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Clever casting off

Well, now I’m impressed. Seriously impressed. And a teeny bit pleased with myself, too. As those of you who’ve been following me so kindly for a while will know, I’m no experienced knitter. I don’t knit very fancy things, although most of what I’ve attempted so far has turned out rather splendidly (she says, conveniently overlooking the temporarily-suspended lacy knitted jumper fiasco). I also tend to aim high. I’m frequently quite hard on myself. Oh, and I sometimes bite off more than I can chew. Not always a great combination, I freely admit.

And so to my current knitted rabbit project:

Before you get excited and acquire the erroneous extremity of the twiglet, I didn't draw this. It's a photo of the packet.

Before you get excited and acquire the erroneous extremity of the twiglet, I didn’t draw this. It’s a photo of the packet.

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