I went to a spa for a few days with mum this week, as a sort of >>mother daughter bonding exercise<<, before I leave \ ('o') /. I had a lovely time, and we did lots of different things, and I'm a little ashamed that the first thing that comes to mind that I did was tried rollmops. It wasn't perhaps the best part of the trip, but certainly the one that's clearest in my mind...
Year abroad is getting scarily close... I have
- roubles ordered
- a landlady called Irina
- mittens, knit by my own fair hand
- an umbrella
|my mittens of awesomeness|
still no suitcase though... there's time yet. time which I waste knitting at the moment, I have knit those mittens, a scarf, a sweater, half a bedspread, and I think seven and a bit socks. I say 7 and a bit because at the moment I have this:
I think I'm going to miss being beside the sea, even though I haven't been to the beach for a very long time. It's more the idea of it, I guess, knowing that I can go any time I want... I keep thinking of things that I want to do this summer, and I only have a week left to do them, it's not going to happen, I want to make jam, to go scrumping, to go to the beach and swim in the sea, and many other summery sort of things... but instead I'm sitting in my house, wearing my kigu and knitting socks....
|it is a nice beach...|