If we could just have a moment of silence for my old computer, please. After a brief recovery, it finally popped its clogs. Rather suspiciously, it shuffled off this mortal coil right around the time that my husband discovered that it couldn't run a new game of his. The investigation is ongoing.
So, the last few weeks have been spent without Internet access. That had some advantages, such as finally getting around to painting my daughter's room. It turns out that my husband gets a tad restless without a computer game to play at all hours, though. I did miss the Internet. I like being able to instantly look up the answers to the weird questions that my kids ask (the moon weighs about 73,600,000,000,000,000,000,000 kg...) and whenever I can not access my e-mail, I become convinced that something terrible might have happened back in the UK.
We've had a spot of rain, so the weather has cooled a little, but the previous post's 'exhibit 1' suggested that there might have been more than one reason for the recent hot weather and there was. I give you exhibit 2:
A hot water bottle cover.
The hot water bottle is my mum's old one. I've since found them online, but never in any of the local shops. I guess there isn't much need for them around here, but it comes in handy for easing my husband's back pain without my frozen veg getting involved. The day before we left the UK, (the point when I finally remembered that I had intended to buy one) my sister-in-law told me that Tescos were selling some that came with a cover that looked like a wee jumper (sweater). I didn't get to see one, but this cover that I made is how I imagined them to look.
I knitted it in the round from the neck down, making up the pattern as I went along (meaning that I knitted the neck, knitted the 'shoulders', unravelled that and tried knitting the shoulders a different way, then unravelled that and knitted the shoulders the same way that I did them the first time, then I knitted some cables, then unravelled them and knitted a few extra cables... Still, at least there were no seams to sew). The back is in garter stitch to give a little extra insulation.Much better than the old stained tea towel that we were using.
Translation of the day:
UK English: pop your clogs = to die in US English
PS. I never did get caught up on answering e-mails and I think that my account deleted a few before I got to check them, so if you had a question and want a more prompt response, or if you don't get a reply in the next few weeks, please resend it.