The Knitting Sailor

Now we are One

It turns out that it was a year ago today I posted my first entry on this site.  It was a bit random and primarily in response to ‘I couldn’t do that – could I?’.  Well so far it’s been a lot of fun – I think!  And looking back over the year, it turns out there are lots of things that I couldn’t have imagined at the beginning of this!

Things I have learnt from this year

  • Everyone hates running (apart from Tillerman – but I don’t actually believe him)
  • That the inventor of the Crow’s Nest was born in Whitby
  • Spinning is really hard
  • How to taste wine (sort of – it all still tastes like wine really though)
  • Trying to teach kids anything without the benefit of chocolate is basically a waste of time
  • You actually can buy ANYTHING on E-Bay
  • How to be a better OOD!
  • We all like Dinosaurs (maybe I imagined this?)
  • Woolfest is awesome
  • Not every 50p is worth 50p
  • The Internet definitely thinks I should get a sheep

Amazing things that happened this year

  • I ran the Great North Run– who knew?!?
  • I came third in an actual proper sailing race – and got a prize to prove it
  • It was the Mr’s last year as Commodore
  • I learnt to spin
  • The dog qualified to drive a powerboat
  • We didn’t move to the country
  • I met a real life alpaca and fed it a carrot
  • I got a spinning wheel AND a knitting machine called Jeremy
  • The Olympics and the Jubilee!  Go Britain!
  • I qualified as a Dinghy Instructor
  • The Solstice at Stonehenge – kind of amazing
  • I learnt how to felt… OK it was by mistake – but let’s take it as a positive!
  • I wasn’t last at an open event

I also found some amazing people and blogs out there in the ether of the Internet – I have added a new page so if you would like to go and visit some of them then check this out.  Be warned – some of these people actually know what they are talking about!

But most of all it’s been fun to chat with you all – so thanks for dropping by…. it’s appreciated!

So what about this year?

Well I have a plan.  I need to get better at sailing and knitting.  I also need to delete the email suggesting that I take part in the Sunderland Half Marathon in April.  This is a foolish idea and no amount of looking at the email is going to get rid of the cake and beer induced wobble prior to April.

So I am going to be doing 3LT – this is the name for my new recipe for success.  Every idea needs a good marketing slogan.  And maybe a logo.

Look, Learn, Listen; Turn up, Take part and TRAVEL!

That sounds really exciting doesn’t it?

In case you are a burglar
June 19, 2012, 1:28 pm
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I haven’t posted for a while as I have been away on my holidays!  We went here –

Foreign Place!

(Bonus points for anyone who can ‘name that place’ from a photo)

We saw some boats that looked like this –

Posh Boat

And had a resident terrapin that looked like this –

Note my claws rather than flippers and that I am not drowning tortoise-like

I know it’s a terrapin because when we got home I spent hours on the internet to try to identify what it was.

And on coming home we got to see the Olympic Torch –

Keep Looking – it’s just there – really small in the middle????

(How exciting – I have to say I am feeling super-patriotic at the moment)

And most importantly I got to employ my new favourite toy – the YARN WINDER – to turn this –

Into this –

It’s been a busy break.

I didn’t tell you I was away because I have an irrational fear that burglars in hand knit balaclavas will find out and come and rob my house while I am away sunning myself.  This is somewhat laughable as I have little of value or interest to anyone else – other than some lovely yarn and a somewhat smelly wetsuit.

What do you mean it’s just what you always wanted?

Moving to the Country
January 17, 2012, 8:16 am
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So this weekend I got really excited about moving to the country.  This is not because we don’t live somewhere nice now, but I had this random vision in my head of long winter nights in front of a real fire knitting away to my heart’s content with a big cup of proper coffee and snow falling in an attractive way outside.  There would probably be candles and maybe some hearty soup on the stove made from local ingredients from our friendly local bakers / butchers / grocery store and vegetables grown in the garden.

What I was not of course considering was that this would not happen in real life – in real life I would be snowed into my car half way home on ungritted roads having left work late and got stuck in rush hour on a commute twice the length of what it is now.  There would be no real fire as we would have been too busy to chop wood (or do you buy it like that?), so the radiators would just be on full blast, there wouldn’t be any dinner as the local shops would have been shut by the time we got there and by this time we would be so grumpy about the whole thing I suspect a quiet evening knitting would not be top of mind and a row would brew about who’s fault everything was.

It’s a bit like my remaining resolution.  In my head it was going to spur me on to produce more beautiful things through the year making sure I spent a little more time on something I love to do.  I envisaged a huge pile of lovely knitted things all finished at the end of the year while I sat in the middle of it with a smug sense of achievement.

Of course, this isn’t what it’s been like at all.  We have already established that I essentially cheated in week one and in week two I have knitted furiously to complete a  Möbius wrap spurred on by how much I had enjoyed wearing my existing one recently.  It’s not finished.  I am now totally stressed that I have spent all of my time on this and not on my cardie and resisting starting a wrap which I am dying to re-knit with new perfect wool.  It has in fact taken all of the fun out of it.  It is to knitting what moving to the country is to people who live at the seaside.

So I have decided to stop stressing about it.  I took a deep breath and put it down and played with wool last night instead.  It felt good.

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