Some Colour

My last few blips have been totally colourless and the novelty of the snow is well and truly wearing off. At 2.30 a.m. last night I was woken by what I thought was the snow falling through my roof. How I stopped myself from e-mailing pippilongstock's husband in a panic in the middle of the night I'll never know. Needless to say I'm pretty tired, but making mrsthirlaz0104 and I smile today was a young woman I'm working with telling us how she is learning to crochet. This is NOT something you hear every day in our profession and after we scraped our jaws from the floor I began to think about how much I miss the needlecrafts I learnt when I was young. A patchwork project would have been perfect antidote to the cabin fever that is beginning to set in now. In the meantime, here's some colour.