I just spent the last seventeen minutes having palpitations because I thought that I had broken my blog. This is because of my propensity for tampering with things to the point of destruction - a quality I inherited from my Dad. Have I learned my lesson from this hair-raising episode? Time will tell. Or I can just save you the wait, and tell you that no, I definitely haven't.
I have been taking a break from zombies, but the little folk, they just keep on coming. Last month, after seeing the White Stripes in concert for the first time, I decided that they would make perfect little knitted characters.
Don't worry, there are plenty more zombies to come, as well as some other stuff which I am keeping under wraps for now...
It has been another exciting week for me. Even though I killed most of my remaining brain cells partying hard at ATP's Nightmare Before Christmas*, I recovered enough to drag myself out of bed early on Tuesday morning to take delivery of a shiny new sewing machine! Hooray for Christmas! I must have been good this year! I have promised my Dad I won't use it before Christmas, so for now I must resign myself to just gazing at it wistfully. I can't wait, though!
* I had the best time ever at ATP, but I'm trying to pretend it wasn't that good so that Emma doesn't get too upset that she missed out on the best music festival I have ever been to, ever. EVER. I had such a good time that only 1 out of my 130 photographs turned out good, and not very good at that. If you're interested, it's here.