Me? Panic? Noooooooooooo.
So, the convention is 15 days away.
The dress?


Ellie's cardigan is coming along - I have picked up 231 stitches and crammed them onto the needle. Mum & Dad are going back over to York to play with their new caravan (and show it off to Lisa & Paul) on Friday so that's the deadline. Which means I can't do the fun knitting Auntie Irene bought me until after then. It's really odd yarn to knit with but the bobbles hide a multitude of mistakes and I love how it's turning out. Just half a side and the strap to go.

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Oi! Missus Cara,
. . . . what you say that is?
Looks like knitted smarties.
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