Sunday, 1 June 2008
What fun it was doing the competition and thank you to all who joined in. Only one person got the answer right and I'm afraid I disqualified her as she is a real life chum who would have shocked me to the core if she didn't know the answer. Sorry Sammy Leigh, but worry not, I have a gift for you when we get together for the 40th birthday celebrations.
Magnus, you see, wasn't always known as such. When we chose him from the Cats' Protection League in Dundee, he was known as Beckham, after David Beckham the English footballer. He had been re-homed once already but had been sent back to the League after misbehaving. Before collecting him, Archie, myself and my big brother Tom got together at the Deep Sea, Dundee's premier fish and chip emporium and discussed names for our new pet-to-be over a tasty meal of tea and spam fritters. Tom favoured Brian, Archie in a fit of prescience thought that Satan might be a good name and I was set on calling the mog Magnus. You can guess who won.
The winner of this competition was drawn from my mum's floppy sun hat by Archie and it was Hockey Kitten. Congratulations Ms Kitten and I'll be in touch about sending some daft things off to you.
Knitting - there has been some knitting in the summer sun. I've made one whole sock, sans grafting, a blanket square or two and a cowl. I was inspired by Orinda and Lolly who have been knitting lovely neck enhancers and it was a good way to use up the hand dyed yarn that Magnus had enjoyed playing with. Nothing fancy, just stocking stitch all the way for a rolled edge. There was no-one around to take a photo of me wearing it when I finished so I borrowed Archie's childhood friend, the grumpy looking bear. I think he looks like a Rowan magazine model - all rural and sulky and staring into space.
I was hoping that Magnus would be able to help with picking the winner of the competition but he was recuperating. From what? That's all whole other story!