My copy of Kate Davies new knitting pattern book, Yokes, has been put somewhere in the move and I can't find it. It arrived in the mail a few days before we moved and I looked at it and put it back in its postage pack. I was going to sit and read it when things settled down. I have absolutely no idea where it has gone to.
Thank goodness there is a complementry dowload of the digital version. I just have to find that Email. There are some wonderful patterns in the book and I am looking forward to winter when I can sit in front of the fire and knit. It's a bit hot for that at the moment. I have to get through summer first.
I'm back on line. The Telstra man came this morning and we have a connection. No traffic noise here, just the birds and the water lapping on the beach. It is a bit of a challenge fitting into this house. I have gone from 18 rooms down to 6. Now that is down sizing.
It will take a couple of days to unpack but my daughter and her partner arrived and have been a wonderful help. That was great seeing as how they had driven from Buchan in Victoria to here. That is 1,622.7 kilometres, I don't think that they got very much sleep.
I still have to work out ferry timetables and how to get provisions onto the island and dumb things like that. I will have to sew on the dining room table and I am still to unpack my embroidery. I know where it is, I'm just not sure where I'm going to put it. My husband thought I would be better off taking up fishing. That wasn't well received at all.