So much to say, so little time! (And the holiday pics are still on the hubby’s camera!)
The holiday was great, lovely and relaxing. No stress until we arrived home!
Knitting wise, it was very productive.
Who was expecting a completed garment? (Rusty, I’m looking at you!)
I almost managed it.
That’s a front, back, two sleeves and a neckband. Not bad, huh?
Most of it was done in the car – two days up to Queensland, various travelling around, then two days back. Well, I got the front and most of the back done. The back was finished on Saturday afternoon, in the carpark of Armidale airport, a couple of hours from our final destination (for Saturday) of Nundle. I began the sleeve on the way there.
Nundle is a very small country town. Very small. It has no mobile phone/mobile broadband access. Well, it probably has Telstra, but no Optus, no Vodaphone, no 3. So we were stuck there, on a Saturday night, no internet, no phones, nothing open, except the pub where we went for dinner. It was the best meal we had for the whole holiday, too!
After dinner, we went back to the hotel to watch TV and II finished the first sleeve and half of the second. So the night wasn’t a total waste!
The next morning we headed over t the Wool Mill, but it was a downer. Waste of time, I’m afraid. Last time we went, I scored some nice pink 8ply wool that I made into a cardi for Em, and a kit for a stripey jumper. They had seconds, and patterns, and kits and it was well worth the trip. This time, not so much. There were two baskets in the back room, both almost empty. That was it for seconds. There were no kits at all. No patterns, even.
The yarn is lovely, but it was marked at $9 a ball. It’s only $6 on the website. In the end I left with a Rowan magazine, and nothing else. Very disappointing.
But it was more than made up for when I got home and picked up my Christmas parcel from Jill. There was Bugga! in there!!

Bugga!! And it’s the most beautiful shade of blue. This will go on the needles next, I think – I just need to find a pattern to do it justice.
I got Polar Bears for Christmas, too. A candle from David and Em, and a Poo-lar bear from Jill. This made us giggle for a while – yes, we’re 5 years old. So what?
Now I’m going to go knit ruffles!