15 June 2005
I'm reading 'Peter Duck' to the boys each night before bed at the moment. This is one in the Arthur Ransome 'Swallows and Amazons' series, which I adored as a child and read over and over. It's wonderful to see my children enjoying them as much as I did ... I was afraid they might find them old fashioned (they were written in the 1930s).
Son #3 and I had a quiet domestic day making rice pudding, doing laundry, and he watched a Beatrix Potter video in the afternoon (the no tv policy goes out the window when they're sick, I reckon ...). I ventured outside into the cold grey garden and picked some tamarillos. They were almost glowing, hanging there like little red lanterns and I couldn't resist taking a photo. We then promptly turned them into muffins. Yum.
I'm knitting some little pink flowers at the moment, which I want to turn into brooches, or a cluster on one brooch, for my brown felted jacket. The knitting bit is fine, it's the sewing up I detest.