Wibbo's Words

Celebrating Amy 1913-1998

With parents Elsie and Arthur, Leicester, 1914

  

First year at teacher training college, Bingley, Yorkshire, 1932.

First teaching post, Goole, Yorkshire, 1934

With my Dad, John, before they were married, c 1939

Four generations, 1948

With me, Withernsea, Yorkshire, 1950

Head teacher, Boothferry Road School, Goole, Yorkshire, mid 1970s

With me (sporting a dubious Kevin Keegan curly perm) and my cousin Rog, Rugby, Warwickshire, 1978

In the garden of the house we shared, London, 1987

Sunday silliness...

  

and more...

and even more...

  

and another little bit...

Photo effects by Photofunia

Flossie's double

exists...

Thanks, Liz!

Flossie poses

I luuurve my new blanket...

...but hey, look at this...

Sunday morning by the sea

A year ago today...

...was my first day of life by the seaside! Doesn't time fly when you're having fun?

Finished!

Warm enough...

...to sit and knit on the beach this morning.

Plain vanilla sock for Amanda knitted in Araucania Ranco Multy - really pretty colours and it's lovely yarn to knit.

I like this stretch of Hove beach; it rarely gets crowded.

Tonight's sky

 

The new blanket

is coming along very nicely...

It's taking my mind off the weather...

You wait ages for one

then several come along at once. Equally true of buses and blog posts...

Anyway, I meant to upload this post and the previous two in some sort of sensible order, but (as my mum was so fond of saying) I'd forget my head if it was loose. Met up with several local knitters on Friday in Preston Park for an afternoon of knitting, chatting, sitting in the sunshine, eating strawberries and making plans. Peri made cakes - here's Karen holding her extra-special birthday one!

Stop Press! Visitor brings good weather

Liz came down for the day yesterday and the weather was fine; a little windy, but dry and sunny. This is a Blog-Worthy Happening of Note as Liz and bad weather usually arrive on the same train. This isn't an exclusively Brighton & Hove phenomenon; it used to happen regularly when we met up in London.

We had a lovely day. A long walk along the seafront, pausing to watch the waves at high tide

and groups of windsurfers skimming across the sea like clouds of glistening dragonflies. We had lunch here, did a little knitting, nattering, yarn and book swopping, then it was time to head to the station for the journey back to Waterbeach. Liz gave me a skein of yarn pron HandMaiden Casbah brought back from her holiday in Canada - all my favourite colours.

Heading over to Ravelry now to check out what I can make with 325m of merino/cashmere goodness...

A gadget too far

I like new shiny gadgets as much as the next person, but a jam maker?

I reckon the joke's on the person who shells out £80 for this... In my world, adding fruit, sugar and water to a battered old preserving pan = delicious jam plus the satisfaction of making it all myself. Oh, and the pleasure of not spending £80.

I feel a new blanket coming on

I'm using up some of my stash of DK leftovers - this lot is one of my favourite yarns ever, the now-oh-so-sadly-discontinued Jaeger Extra Fine Merino DK.

  

A classic hexagon crochet block - easy to work, fun to stripe and I can join them together as I go, so no sewing up required. Must remember to darn the ends in as I work....

 

I've made all the centres - 46 hexagons should be enough to make a smallish blanket, plus some half blocks. Flossie may be the owner of this when it's finished...

It's an age thing...

For a lot of folks like me who were kids in the early nineteen fifties, the colour green is forever associated with the Mekon. Mixing up some Mekon green emerald green dye while having a quick wander down memory lane, taking in The Eagle and Dan Dare, Pilot of the Future on the way, I Mekoned the kitchen. Not to mention quite a lot of skin, T shirt and glasses...