Moan, moan, moan, but I am sodding tired tonight. I've been working VERY VERY hard doing FULL DAYS at school, which may not sound like a big deal to you workers of the world, but I am part-time, so any time outside of 12:30 to 3:30 is voluntary work, although I prefer to consider it to be an investment in my future. I had my first experience of taking a meeting as a SENCO today, although with my natural diffidence, I let the two ladies from Brent Autism Outreach do most of the talking. I can't believe how worried I was by this - I had a sleepless night last night! How silly.
Anyway, it is done, and I have to brief everyone tomorrow, and make picture cue cards, and print out a bunch of stuff. It is all go, teaching, I can tell you.
A bit more about the weekend. My photo diary of Yarndale has not proved to be terribly popular, although I think they are pretty good photos for a change, so here are some words about Yarndale, to go with the pictures from yesterday.
Crocheted Mandalas. People from all over the world made these, and sent them to lovely, lovely Lucy. I tried. It wasn't a success. Let us pass over that.
Two lovely Lucys. This photo was cut from the official Charlie Bear's travel journal, despite Lucy Attic24 being known to thousands of people, all over the world. She was good enough to remember us too, which was sweet.
Crocheted bunting. Most are granny squares (triangles) and are very, very pretty. Lots of people went to a lot of trouble last year, and the bunting must have been a real pain to put together, but it looks spectacular.
Hattie and Lucy by the Skipton canal. It was another super day, weather wise, so they spent a lot of time running around in the park, letting me spend all my cash in peace and quiet. Please note Hattie's completed cardigan. She consented to wear it.
Lucy at the Easy Knits stand, modelling her rainbow jumper from about two years ago. Everything I knit the children is ENORMOUS, allowing for lots of wear. I bought a lot of bright, bright blue, the shade that's just above Lucy's head, in an aran weight. Watch this space.
October Unprocessed starts tomorrow.