1. Laughing at jokes I’ve heard dozens of times before: I always “heh” at the second one but the ridiculousness of the first one strikes me as especially hilarious today. I laugh and laugh.
2. Tracing patterns onto fabric transforms my doodles into something grander. (Especially when I’ve been a good girl and ironed & hemmed my fabric first.)
2b. A new batch of threads arrives and, as always happens, I get overexcited about the colours. This time I lay them out on my pattern and rearrange them until I get the perfect combination. (I perhaps dither for longer than necessary just because it’s so much fun.)
2c. Funny, a stitch that suits one waterway looks completely wrong on another and vice versa.
3. Strange is already on her back, white belly on show and floppy rabbit paws dangling in the air, when John notices the tip of her tongue is poking out. I jokingly urge her to try to be cuter – I don’t think it’s possible but she reaches out and bats a thread. She wins.
3b. Tilda is transfixed by the peculiar creature at the cat flap. The entity – which closely resembles a foot in a sock – dances back and forth almost as if it wants her to attack.
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