1. I’m working on a new (granny stripe) blanket and every new colour makes me coo with delight. (It’s just cheap acrylic yarn, which I use for most of my blankets since they need to be hardwearing/easily washe), but the more muted colours from the range, and they go together beautifully.) John gets bored of me enjoying them so much.
2. I repeat the “plooooooop” noise my phone makes whenever I lock or unlock the screen.
2b. I look up from my crochet to see the grey sky and rush outside to gather in the washing. The downpour suddenly starts just – to the second – after I step back inside with the full basket.
2c. Because of humidity then dog-walk-wetness, we both end up bare legged in the later afternoon.
3. Chatty cats – Strange launches into a monologue when she comes home at lunchtime (I don’t think we’d seen each other much the previous day so we had things to share) and while Tilda makes cheeky little “oi! oi! look at me!” mew as I walk up the stairs.
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