The best-laid plans go awry so it's no surprise my slap and dash ones for holiday knitting have gone to the wall. They were perfect - as long as nothing else whatsoever went wrong.
And it has. Nothing fun like a nice lengthy cold that knocks you flat and tucks you up with tea and a nice battered old book, either:
but rather the kind that sends you off in shifts (the time-punch kind, not the dresses) to stay with an injured friend and make her chicken soup and things.
Which is still sort of fun if you are the person making the soup and knitting en route.
Does cut into a girl's blogging time though! So I'll turn up as I can and if there's nothing new and exciting over here, you may find me at my Procrastination Diary. I've had lots of exciting felted mitten news there, even if it is sewing-related instead of knitty.