Big cat and his ways

I found a lovely basket/trug in a charity shop the other day. It only cost £1.50, which pleased me mightily as I have been looking for one for ages, and next year it will come in handy for collecting all our lovely veg.

However ...

I was rather annoyed (although not altogether surprised) to find this scene in the bedroom late the other night:
He clearly doesn't realise that the basket is too small for him, and that he can't actually curl up properly in it, and that he looks rather silly. He spent the whole night there, on top of a snuggly cardigan that I had foolishly left in the bottom of the basket.

Sigh. I think I may have to go basket shopping again, this time for the puss monster.

Pins and needles

Well, the jumble sale was a bit rubbish, and the local charity shop has had a makeover and has no bargains to be seen ... except ... they had a whole sackful of knitting needles!

So now I have a set running from UK size 13 to 6, plus a couple of extra random pairs, a stitch holder, some double pointed needle sets, a row counter, and a gigantic Tunisian crochet hook - all for the princely sum of £2.50.



I also snaffled a couple of jumpers, one of which I failed spectacularly to felt in the washing machine (it was Jaeger and therefore too good quality to felt methinks, despite being 100% shetland wool) and made a little bit of a mess of the other things in there (sigh); a large ex-hotel cotton sheet for backing my wallhanging; and a couple of funky stripy teatowels. But all in all quite disappointing.

Still, Saturday was Letchworth's continental market day, so husband and I had tartiflette for lunch and got free samples of some loverly salamis.