Sneaking A Bit of Crochet

Yes, I know that I said I would knit some more on Charlie's jacket. I did. I finished off the first sleeve. After that I succumbed to the call of the hook. I did try to resist but as I have absolutely no willpower at all (hence the sylph like body but that's another story) I gave in and started to crochet a matinee jacket.

It is another of Kay Jones patterns and as you can see it goes up to a child's size so it's a useful pattern as the girl babies grow older. As I am making this for a soon to arrive foster baby I am going to edge it with pale green so that at a pinch a little boy can wear it. I know it is a bit girly with the ties and the lacy pattern but a newborn can wear it. I might possibly just leave the ties off and fasten it with a button to make it more unisex. I will ask the foster Mum when I get to that stage.

I have just come back from a shopping trip up to the village. I cling to Ivy, my 4 wheeled shopping trolley, for stability and balance. She is called Ivy after the lady who gave it to me. It is rather battered but it does the job. Ivy, the person, used it up to getting worse at walking and she had to progress to an electric wheelchair. When she heard on Freecycle that I was asking if anyone had a spare trolley she kindly gave me her old one.It has been the best thing that I have ever got from Freecycle.Nowadays I don't have a car so although I look on Freecycle I don't get anything anymore as I cannot pick it up. I stay a member as sometimes I have things that I want to give away.

My freezer is full again as I am just not in the mood these days to prepare meals from scratch. I know that it is bad for me and no good for my figure but I do tend to take the easy route as far as food is concerned.

Time for a coffee and to put my feet up and find something non political to watch on the TV. I hate the requiems that they have after an election. They go over and over the same ground and I find it all so boring. What has happened cannot be changed so let's just get on with things. All the discussions in the world won't change anything.

As I walked along the road to town with an independent air

This is my new friend and latest member of my family. Her name is Ivy in honour of the lady from Freecycle who donated it to me. I wheeled her to the shops and she held all of the shopping laid out in the last photo (well apart from the Tupperware containers). Bravo Ivy she might be a little battered and well worn but boy is she a worker! Shopping was so easy today. My bag of bread balanced on the top so I had NOTHING to carry! Whoopee. We did have a dodgy moment with a high kerb and she is a little rigid in her steering but we had a good shopping trip together.

I went to the GP's today to explain what had happened to me. I might as well have saved my breath. Although he agreed that I had been badly treated and his opinion was that a water infection should not have caused my operation to be cancelled he said there was nothing he could do. He agreed that the hospital policy was bad but said the government had caused all of this with their deadlines and hospitals were so scared of repercussions of operating on anyone who was not 100% fit for surgery for a non urgent operation that they err on the side of safety all the time. His only advice was to sit and wait for my date. He has taken another urine sample from me just to be sure that the infection has gone altogether. As for my feeling depressed his advice was try not to think about it. As I said a fat lot of good he was! If I still felt this way in a couple of weeks come back. If I do I will see the other partner next time. When I mentioned my over eating and weight gain he said well if you feel the urge to eat then overeat on fruit then. I really get the feeling that no-one in the medical profession takes anything I say seriously.

I did a bit more on Doris Chan last night but to rest my wrists I started knitting a pair of socks. I had to unpick though and restart as I was using a multi coloured fluffyish yarn and not only did I keep splitting my stitches I kept going wrong even with a simple 4 row pattern. I guess my mind was elsewhere so I have restarted them but this time in stocking stitch. My niece didn't arrive last night as she was waiting for her washing machine man to come and plumb it in. She is going all domesticated. 4 yrs married and this is her first washing machine. She must have fallen out with the launderette on the corner. She is maybe coming around tonight so my socks will get put on one side.

Ivy and I might plan a trip to Bury one day and get some vegetables and fruit from the outdoor market. I am sure it will be cheaper up there. I can also visit the meat and fish market as I no longer have to carry things.