Ginger Knits UK

I see this advert on the tube quite often and keep on meaning to get a photo of me knitting in front of it. The problem is I'm usually too busy knitting to do so.

A couple of weeks ago all the stitch selves were transported from Stitch London's HQ to the Science Museum. I helped the team set them up which was great fun sorting through all the little people. Some were brilliant, some were downright scary though they were all endearing. Yet again the brilliant Stitch London folks have blogged about it . See if you can spot me on their blog, as well as enjoying all the other mini mes. I had a fun night at the Science Museum grown ups only evening. A few friends came along and it was so much fun being able to play on things in the Launch Pad area without having to push kids off things first. (Before you get all hot and bothered I am joking, though if you've ever been to the Science or Natural History Museum during the school holidays you'll understand the frustration) There were quite a few imaging gadgets so here I am in thermal imaging... ...and on some dot display contraption. The frozen ice crystals were beautiful, I spent about 10

On Saturday, after a swift watering of my allotment, I headed off to the Bust Craftacular Craft Fair with my fibre friend Monty . Monty has already blogged about our day out and it seems we do have very similar taste in things. We were both taken with the quirky animal prints by Brat and Suzie and I was very tempted by a pair of red knickers with this on the bum. Sadly I was on a budget so my derrière is not adorned with a rebellious urban creature, for now... I did splash out on a couple of birdie buttons and a card for my Dad from four and plenty designs. I'm a birdwatching geek and loved the hoopoe screen print. It turns out the four and plenty designer is a geeky birdwatcher too so we discussed where we'd spotted hoopes (by a roadside in France and in a park in central Madrid). Before I learnt to read I used to love looking through my parents battered Field Guide to the Birds of Britain and Europe. Apparently I used to stop on the hoopoe page and shout "hoopoe, h

I've had quite a few knitting escapades over the last few weeks. One of them was the Tiny Perching Pigeon Party which was organised by Stitch London in collaboration with Anna Hrachovec who you may know better as Mochimochi Land . Anna specialises in extremely cute tiny knitted things such as a squirrel on wheels or pigs in wigs, which can be found in her new book. Her website is full of fun patterns to buy too. It's already been blogged about by Anna and Stitch London so I'll just share a few photos and say if you want to knit a teeny tiny pigeon you can find the pattern here . It's free. Pigeon navigates the tube. Can't find Canary Warf. Admires the home of our democracy Phones home My Pigeon on my current sock project. Anna and the pigeons Pigeons get papped My pigeon is currently living on my crochet needle pot but I may set him free on my allotment. Someone else has crocheted flowers on their plot and I feel I need to keep up with their yarny decorations. It

Someone posted these cartons from sheldoncomics.com on Ravelry. In case you missed them here they are: Does anyone else find them horribly familiar? I'm writing this on a gloriously sunny day. Am I out gallivanting in the sunshine? No, I'm browsing Ravelry, half watching the Tour de France and contemplating picking up my drop spindle or one of my many sock projects. Q. What do I have to say about that? A. Squee!

Five years ago today I witnessed the aftermath of the terrorist attacks by four poor misguided fools on three London Underground tubes and a bus. Fifty-two innocent people died along with the four misguided fools and many people's lives where altered irrevocably. It was the most terrifying day of my life. While I, my friends and my family were unharmed some friends of friends died and the whole thing was very local and was very personal. While I have mostly come to terms with what I saw that day the anniversary of the bombings unsettles me and occasionally creates flashbacks. I'm aware of this and can handle it but still mark the occasion in some small way. I decided to mark the five year anniversary by visiting the 7/7 memorial in Hyde Park. The memorial itself is a calm tribute to those who died on that awful day. After looking at the flowers which had been left by relatives of those who died I sat on the little slope behind the memorial where I could hear the hustle and bust