I type this propped up in bed. There may or may not be a plate of toast beside me. I’m at the end of an exhilarating but exhausting week. I was in New York with work and – back up the truck! – never even made it to Mood Fabrics. I did manage to pop into Paron, but left empty handed. Maybe I need to hand in my Sewing Blogger badge.
I did some sock knitting, and met up with a couple of sewing friends – Noble and Daughter and Oonaballoona. And yes, I count them as friends, even if we’re separated by the Atlantic.
On the Sunday, I squeezed in a craft fair. Craft is big business in the States. I felt a pang of fondness for the church jumble sales of my youth.
It was an odd time to be travelling. The events in Paris unfolded the night before I set off for Heathrow. One very deserted airport, let me tell you. But it turns out that knitters aren’t yet enemies of the civilised world, so I was allowed to knit on the plane. Just a woman staring at her lap, letting the world slide by, stitch by gradual stitch.
It’s good to be back home. Don’t you find that the best meal after a trip away is toast made in your own toaster? Preferably eaten in bed. And if I sound maudlin, that’s because I am. I’m in a state of suspended animation.
Ella comes home tomorrow…
You must have been busy if you missed Mood.
I loved the jumble sales of my youth. Wish I’d kept some of the things I bought!
There comes a time when you just need that “warm red middle weight knit with a good drape in at least 90% natural fibre” otherwise shops like Mood and Paron are just tooooo much. You have to know what to ask for. We had crumpets for breakfast, out of bed, and they were good too.
Hahaha! That’s SO true re the toast when you arrive home from overseas. Though, being a true blue Aussie, mine has Vegemite on as well as lashings of butter! (Health food of a nation!)
Yes, toast is always wonderful when I get back home, with tea of course. It sounds like a very full trip and maybe too much to take in at this time. Lovely knitting. Be well.
Oddly enough, I declared this afternoon to be TOAST AND TEA TIME (I declared it loudly) and then went on to say, “I feel so English.” Ruggy side eyed me, and I remembered from our date, it’s not English… it’s British….
Either way, I’m glad I saw my friend in person, and I hope we were enjoying toast simultaneously across the ocean!
The house doesn’t feel right until the dog is home as well . The socks are lovely
After a trip to the US, it’s a proper cup of tea that makes it feel like I’m home!
You can knit on planes still? Colour me surprised ! Knitting looks lovely though x
Yes, toast and even if you get it abroad it never seems to taste quite the same, it’s childhood and comfort and student days all in one. Last time I went to the States I was allowed to knit on the plane going but not on the way back!
Absolutely love the red stripe sock yarn. I was wondering where you got it. Is it a one off specially dyed yarn or commercially available? Sigh……..having serious sock envy!?!!!!
Kx
You don’t sound maudlin you sound ‘pooped and jet lagged and missing your dog’ I am sure you will not be able to sleep later and will be very tired in the morning!
I have NYC envy…xxxxx
I travel for a living, and it is always nice to get home! I wish I’d have been in NYC the same time as you. Of course I’d have dragged you over to B&J Fabrics too and then picked up super notions at Pacific Trimming. Physically impossible to leave empty handed in those spots.
Rest up!
Hope you had a good cuppa too! Tea never tastes as good anywhere else as at home
I agree, and with the comments above. Kettle on, tea made is the first thing to be done after I have got my coat and shoes off. I have always been to scared to take my knitting on the plane with me as different airports have different rules and I didn’t want to leave anything behind. Love the socks and am in awe of your restraint. I needed a second bag the last time I was in the U.S. Xx