Here is a terribly blurry pic of last nights outfit - slightly too small two tone grey 40's suit and persian lamb hat. I really must get a decent camera and tripod, and try a bit harder to lose my Christmas weight.
Sadly I don't have any photos of the night but the official club night photographer did take a few snaps of us so if these ever rear their ugly heads I'll be sure to post here.
Given I had been such a good girl I was most displeased to wake up with a crashing headache and actually cried when I realised that the wash I had put on before going out contained the full knit sleeves of the little blue jumper I had recently finished and that they has felted beyond repair. I have no memory of putting these in the washing machine, they have been living in my knitting basket for the past week or so and I simple can't understand it. I swear I have mischevious pixies in this flat.
Look at my poor little sleeveless jumper - I was all ready to sew it together too.
To make myself feel better I decided to have a day in watching movies and being domestic. I find I have to do this with at least one of my weekend days or I just feel exhausted. I watched Monkey Business and Mildred Pierce (reviews to come) and did a good few rows of my Fairisle knitting which is coming along beautifully so far. Though I'm only on the two colours bit rather than the multicoloured circular needle bit which I am dreading.
I also took a good look at my new 40's knitting book. I now own three vintage knitting books by Margaret Murray and Jane Koster - and this one is Practical Knitting Illustrated. It has plenty of patterns for men, women, children and the home as well as detailed knitting instructions and details on resizing patterns.
I particularly love the last photo which shows each sketched person smoking. Ah the good old smoky 40's!
These books are well worth the purchase and crop up on eBay all the time.
I also made a cake for the first time in ages, using this recipe here. It turned out pretty well. I always think cake mix tastes better than the finished cake though and my fancy schmancy silicone spatula (actually it is cheapo but y'know) doesn't leave any mix in the bowl. Look. :-(
I'm now eating cake, drinking tea and watching Antiques Roadshow and feeling much happier. Still annoyed about those damned sleeves though!
