A Promise Is A Promise

Now, as some of you may know, I am not really in the habit of blipping people. And I am certainly not in the habit of posting self-portraits......

However, a promise is a promise. I mentioned on Monday that I had been out for a special dinner with my friend, Wendy. She and I shared a flat many years ago when we first moved to London. During our flatshare time (which was, I have to say, a lot of fun), Wendy promised to knit me an Arran jumper. On Monday night - after 23 years - she handed me the jumper! And here you see me in my Arran finery.

Wendy is not a blipper but she does follow my journal and she demanded that I blip the jumper (which is most toasty and comfy). Not only that, but I had to wear it.

So, Wendy, this one is for you. Thank you for my lovely jumper!

Now, can we not speak of this photo again?

P.S. I am sure Wendy would like me to add that the jumper was not 23 years in the making. It just took her 22 years to get started.