Sometimes Nothing At All Happening is Just Great

… no finished product to show for myself yet but I’m still knitting.  Here’s a self portrait I did on some of my increase notes as proof…

It got very cold here last week, and the concept of getting gussied up to go out at the weekend was not alluring.  I went looking for something warm enough to sustain me on a walk into town and ended up at my daughter’s wardrobe.  

There I came on a dress that I seemed to remember working well last winter - a dress that she had got me.....and wondering briefly why it was there and not in my own wardrobe, I bore it off to put it on, which took a while actually...               Couldn't work out WHY as I struggled... to the point of concern over the safety of the fabric…. Eventually shoehorned in, I took a look in the mirror (to see if I’d gone in via the arm or something), blanched and began a very ginger, breathless and frankly shaken retreat right back out again…. 

I’d got a bit lax about the gym, it was true, but this was ridiculous, and as a direct consequence even I didn’t eat pudding later that night. Genuinely aggrieved, next day I said to my daughter, “You really might have said. If not my own daughter, then WHO?”

“Said what?”

So I explained and she said…

“Didn’t I ever mention I bought the same dress myself too?!  Two sizes smaller?!”