...did you all have a good one??
I'm hoping you have all been warm and dry and that the roof has stayed on and the river has stayed far from your doors. I had read The Children of Green Knowe (again) through a day of endless rain on Monday, and by the evening, having checked the webcam, (click the X to close the adverts) we couldn't resist nipping down to see the Tavy at full throttle. This is normally a sedate series of weirs and salmon leaps...
And before you all tell me I'm TOO NEAR THE EDGE...it's deceptive and not as near as it looks, remember me and The Cob...terrified. There's poetry on the river bank now too, and I wondered as well...
Our Christmas was quietly filled with nice food and lovely gifts, a minimal amount of TV bar the usual (Call the Midwife and Downton of course) and we are now in those lovely post Christmas days when you try and make it last as long as possible. This will be the first year in many a long one that I am not governed by a Return to Work date, which always seemed to make the days speed by way too fast, so it will probably still feel like Christmas in February.
I had two very nice books which Father Christmas had obviously heard me mention.
Knitting Yarns - Writers on Knitting which (despite some misgivings in comments) I am really enjoying. It's a one-a-day read and thus far fits nicely with all my thoughts about the pre-Christmas gift knitting....and why I do it. I am also very grateful to one of you who contacted me on Ravelry when I was begging for easy knits and suggested Norwegian Baktus scarves. I managed to make two, plus a shawl collar, plus two mini hot water bottles which all went to their new owners and I am now doing a Hitchhiker scarf for me. It's all TV-watching knitting of the best variety.
Shetland Hap Shawls Then & Now by Sharon Miller is going to give me plenty of history as well as inspiration, and having expected the book to have been produced in Shetland what a surprise to find it comes from a few miles up the road in Okehampton.
My reading as always didn't quite go to plan...
I finished The Goldfinch on Christmas Eve and collapsed in a reading heap having loved it, so hardly surprising, that in the wake of that, the Cazalets weren't going to cut it so I am saving them for another day. A couple of other books were disappointing...I gave one 120 pages before abandoning and then headed for the second in Peter May's Lewis Trilogy The Lewis Man which worked like a dream and had me stabbing holes in the Kindle screen to get to the next page, I shall probably cave and buy The Chessmen the minute I finish it.
Right...fire away in comments...Christmas books??