Doing the Jitterbugs

I am my own greatest and harshest knitcritic but very very occasionally all the planets seem to have aligned and I think ' hmm, the girl done not bad.' It doesn't happen very often but when it does Bookhound must be informed.
Firstly I must wave socks in the air, then and often without warning I tend to fling them across the room at him.
He's used to this.
He must then be alert to catch and examine while I elaborate on the finer detail.
Look, no ghastly holes around the turn of the heel.
Look at those Kitchener toes, they did what they were told
Phew, look, just enough wool.
He nods sagely and encouragingly in the way that I do when he catches a great big salmon...mmm, yes, lovely.
So here they are, the Colinette 'Blue Parrot' Jitterbugs off the needles at long last. It seems an age ago that this happened but abracadabra, beautiful 100% Merino Easy Care wool, Boyes 2.75 dpns and the Addi Turbo 30cm circular , my basic safe sock pattern (60 stitches and the rest is simple division) and I'm loving them.

But the wool stash seems to be reducing fast so yesterday it was off to a wool shop I'd heard rumours about and it was reported to be utterly butterly perfectly lovely gorgeous.
So back over the top of Dartmoor to Bovey Tracey, home of the Devon Guild of Craftsmen but also home to Spin A Yarn, specialising in exciting, unusual and natural yarns from around the world.
Off Bookhound went to the butcher's, the baker's and the candlestick maker's (very well trained) and in I went to hopefully feast on the wool.
Would I be met with a few balls of bri-nylon, some acrylic chunky and lots of matinee jackets?
Would I heck!
I was so sick with excitement it's all a bit of a blur because to be honest I went a bit light-headed on entry so judge for yourself, and more about my purchases when I've stopped the hyperventilating because seeing these pictures has brought on a relapse. I think the secret might be to start breathing calmly into the paper bag on approach and you might just want to have one to hand before you read any further.
I met Joyce of Spin A Yarn who writes an occasional blog here and I think reading that the knitters amongst us can instantly arrive at an accurate aetiology for my presenting symptoms.
A woolaholic in charge of a wool shop.
I have found knitter's heaven in Devon.