Listening: to Radio 3 – a good performance of Flight of the Bumblebee filling in the gap between two programmes.
Reading: Bill Brydon’s Neither Here Nor There. It dates from 1991, and reading it reminds me that in some ways it’s much easier to travel now than then – no need for travellers’ cheques any more, at least in Europe! Needless to say the book is entertaining: Bryson is an opinionated but amusing recorder of his travels.
Watching: the Tour de France, of course. Today’s stage, raced over the pavé of northern France was engrossing, unlike the previous two, with some very courageous cycling, and a worthy winner.
Making: the final pair of socks is completed, apart from some ends to darn in.
I’ve started this, because I have the right sort of yarn in my stash and it’s straightforward enough not to be disrupted too much by yelling at the TV. I hope.
There’s a new Beyond TAST, whipping and lacing, which, for non-embroiderers, is not as kinky as it might sound. In my case it’s turned into trying out new line stitches and then whipping or lacing them. Some work better than others.
I managed to complete another book before the racing started. Like the previous one, this is from Sheree La Plantz’ book, The Art and Craft of Handmade Books. It’s another tacket binding, made with recycled file folders and card, though the pages are new. La Plantz recommends making wrappers (belts) for handmade books, which I quite like doing, and this one provided an opportunity for another tacket. There are 19 altogether, though most of them are hidden. I can’t decide whether I love or hate making them – the first few seem to take for ever, but then I get into the groove and it becomes a soothing process.
And ICAD is three quarters completed.
Feeling: tired. I’m sleeping badly, which I think is partly the weather, but also because I’m sressing about actually moving. I want to move, but I want the process to be carried out by someone else, preferably while I’m on holiday…
Anticipating: two more weeks of cycling, and six weeks of school holidays, although we’ll only have the grands for two of those weeks.