Er- I think not.
Perhaps after tomorrow – when we are going on a life drawing class – and the Cheese Minors’ move should, finally, take place – my muse will return. [By the way, thanks for all the kind comments about their move – much appreciated.]
Not that I haven’t been busy. We have had a visit from Babybel and her dog, so her mum and dad could have time to sort stuff – and then took her up to Mr & Mrs Cheddar, our co-grandparents, for their turn.
So art did take place – it just wasn’t mine.
I did manage to finish my version of this - which is not nearly as small as it appears in the photo. It stretches.
A nice, straightforward pattern if you have a few balls of mohair looking for a home – mine took exactly 3 50gm balls.
And I have spent a happy afternoon weeding clothes which no longer fit out of the wardrobe. Happy because although I’ve had to junk quite a lot [or send them to the charity shop, if they are still wearable] it’s because they are too big, not too small. And that is a very nice feeling.
Mind you, it is Babybel’s daddy’s birthday on Monday so by the time we’ve been to the house warming/birthday bash - [fish and chips, champagne and birthday cake are not the most slimming choices] I may need to dig those bigger jeans out of the charity shop bags…