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I have spent all evening processing the wool I came home with yesterday. And by processing, I mean entering everything into a spreadsheet, because I’m that big of a nerd. But now I know exactly what there is with only one or two question marks, and there’s a lot of goodness in there. there’s also some degree of faffy wools… Read more »

I Have to Give the Bag Back

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One of our newer Stitch ‘n Bitch members, K, was getting rid of some of her wool today. Apparently, this required a Royal Mail bag full, and then a bit more. I made some weak-ass excuses and shoved it into my car. What’s more, everyone who was there when the wool was still in the pub seemed to keep mum… Read more »

It’s the Least Wonderful Time of the Year

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At the end of last week, we had the worst, but most expected text message of any new school year — someone in the class has head lice. Fuck. So of course, that means checking the girls. And, of course, both seem to have a few bits of grodity. Sigh. I’m sort of relieved though, because seeing something means I… Read more »

A Lovely Day

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Today we had the Fs around, now with less accidental drama. *chuckles* The kids played together well, and the closest thing to an incident is that Littlerbit apparently turned on the outside tap. We figured it out fairly quickly though, and before they could flood the yard or drown themselves. We were also watching the Tottenham versus Manchester City match,… Read more »

Om Nom Nom

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I am sitting here with my milk and the Oreos and like… they’re all going in my face, not gonna lie or apologise. They’re Oreos, and they’re mint, which means this is a date with destiny! I’ve been meaning to bust them out since we bought them… last week? Week before? Some unreasonable amount of time to neglect poor Oreos,… Read more »


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My brain is an exhausted wreck right now. I found out earlier that a dear friend was hospitalised, and the sources of information on it were really sketchy and made me believe that it had not been of her own choice. I wasn’t the only one; a lot of her community is online and none of us had gotten it… Read more »


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I keep seeing friends on Facebook posting via magic wossit that they are registered to vote. I presume it’s something that pops up if you use Facebook on your phone (I generally don’t), so here’s my announcement. The timing is apt, as I am currently watching last night’s debate. I spotted that it was on the BBC News, so why… Read more »