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this old thing?

Today we’re experiencing chilly, wintry weather. It’s cold. It’s wet. It’s “sit in front of the fire with a hot chocolate and a good book” time. Oh, and, you know, bring out your warmest woollies. In my case that would be my very old, cabled, red jumper; the one I knitted in 1984 prior to departing for the northern hemisphere. There I wore it solidly from almost the day I arrived till the day I departed. It certainly features in many photos from those years, including this one among the ruins near Nonno’s village.

1984-11-25 Roviano Lazio Italy

YoungB looked at me wearing it today – yes, it’s somewhat tighter nowadays, in case you were wondering 😉 – commented on how warm I looked, and asked was I knitting anything for him! Uuh, yeah, about that. I reminded him that he’d changed his mind about the cabled jumper I’d planned to knit for him and then been unable to decide on anything else. Also, cables? In those days they weren’t his favourite adornment. He’s lived in a truly cold climate since then and has come to appreciate cables as providing visual interest as well as extra warmth.

Also, he reminded me, I’m mending his fingerless mitts. He loves them and has worn them so much that he’s gone through the palm of one. I often say he’s knitworthy  and worth the food. How could I resist making something for someone who’s so wholeheartedly appreciative?!

If you’re in a cool part of the world, I hope you’re managing to keep warm, whether by sitting in front of the fire or from wearing something lovingly handknitted.

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Posted by on August 11, 2018 in Knitting, Travel

 

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I know I can, I know I can

About this time of year, when I have Really Had Enough of the cold, I remind myself – or try to remind myself – that I have survived far worse 🙂

Crank up Gloria Gaynor with “I will survive”.

 
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Posted by on September 14, 2017 in Travel

 

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and now the work begins

Castello Brancaccio, Roviano, Italy. Photo from Panoramio.

YoungB is on the train, en route to the next part of his overseas adventure. Along the journey from one side of the country to the other, he will travel through the village where Dr B and I lived in the 80s. If the train is a locale – the picturesque, slow trip, stopping at every station – he will even stop there for a short while. If it’s an express train, he’ll probably have the opportunity to see the castle as the train approaches the village, then in a moment he’ll be whisked on his way as the train climbs into another tunnel.

The cousins have looked after YoungB extremely well and he has, I think, felt very spoilt by them. The next four weeks will be a different sort of adventure where he’ll be much more on his own. However, he’ll be surrounded by other foreign students, I assume, who are also there trying to hone their language skills. The academic institution prides itself on having a good social aspect to its offerings and I imagine all those students are going to have a wonderful time. Who knows? YoungB might meet up with some Chinese students and perhaps have the opportunity to improve his Mandarin as well. Wouldn’t that be a fun extra?

 
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Posted by on August 3, 2014 in Musing, Travel

 

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