Gather round children for i have an important lesson to impart. If you should perchance find yourself struggling with an increasingly geriatric sewing machine, a dearth of good light (owing to being banished to the dim confines of the dining room because Son #2 is filming his masterpiece in the light-filled family room) (a year 11 media project), and and patience in short supply, you might wish to STEP AWAY FROM THE SEWING.
Or you might find that not only does it take three separate attempts to insert the zip on your new spotty skirt, but it also is inserted back to front.
Watching: Call the Midwife season 1. Crying a lot.
Reading: Jasper Jones still. Started Game of Thrones and lasted one chapter before sending it back to the libray in disgust. What a load of codswallop.
Knitting: a third of the way through the lace shawl, about to start the third colour on the stripey shawl (lunch hour project, lives in my office), have not touched the cardigan since previous report.
Worrying: big redundancy program at work. Depressing.
Struggling: with zipping and unzipping a zip whose little zip-pull thing is on the inside. Sigh.