fucknits

My dad has a great saying.  “Worry about it when it happens.”  I’d been stressing pretty badly about crossing the Ribble Link, I thought that not only would I be the only boat that day venturing out into huge open waters, I’d be sailing single handedly.  Then my dad bought two life jackets, one for [...]

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Gah. The last 24 hours have been sucky. I need to sail along a tidal river to get to Lancaster Canal, where I’m going to uni. I’ve had my passage booked for months, for tomorrow, Wednesday. Last Wednesday, I realised there was something up with my engine. Called out the [...]

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… but first, I want to point out that some people make me sick.
Nothing to see here. Either they realised how fucking offensive putting Hitler in an avatar is, or they got their arse kicked. But worth remembering who thought it was a good idea.

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This is me right now:

So far I’ve queued Camden, cos it’s so darn sexy… but I think that might have something to do with the waspy waist of the model, and Kinetic, a Norah Gaughan shawl that I want to make as a scarf for my dad. As I was saying to the owner [...]

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