Rule One: log fire flickering and guttering in the grate
Rule Two: cats recumbent on the hearth rug, paws stretched in sleepy supplication to the flame
Rule Three: the distant rattle, crack, whistle and pop of Bonfire Night pyrotechnics
Rule Four: A car alarm oscillating incessantly
Probably set off by all the suddenly-not-quite-so-distant-fireworks. And they’ve woken the cats. Methinks it’s time for some therapeutic yarn wrangling. But what to choose? The never-ending knitted scarf:
Or the crochet hexagon of hexagons:
I can’t decide. Let’s talk about something else, a little sixties scuba number. Yes! You absolutely read that right. A sixties pattern in a scuba knit.
What do you think?!
I’m a terrible tease so I’m going to pop fuller details into a later post. Time to tend the logs in the grate, calm a couple of cats and wrestle with some wool.