Still in London. It seems that despite all my best intentions to get in, get out, and get back on the road, I am going to be in London for a bit longer than I planned. The apes, the tigers, the Great Wall, and Grand Canyon will have to wait a bit longer.
So despite the whinging and whining of my backpack and boots (quiet in there!) I thought I better make myself comfortable in my city.
Comfortable comes in the form of finding my constantly moving littlest hobo of a brain something to do. So I looked at what I had to hand, I looked at the city I have always been in all kinds of love with, and I decided the best plan would be to combine the two.
From the ashes of the campfires of my past travels a woolly phoenix of sneaky stitchery has arisen.
Folks, meet Deadly Knitshade, stalking the city with her sticks and string her mission is quite simply to get through the day without wrapping something random in her striped stitching. She fails. You can follow her on Whodunnknit if you dare.
Deadly Knitshade has also gathered a small army. The Knit the City Yarn Corps seem to be causing all kinds of yarn-flavoured chaos too. This time on a slightly bigger scale. You can casually stalk them at Knit the City.
So while I charge up my backpack and boots for another round of finding myself while losing myself in the great wild beyond, at least I have something to occupy my time. And I’ll continue to ferret out brilliant bits of London here on Purl Interrupted.
Idle hands are the devil’s workshop apparently. I wonder where he plugs in the power tools…?