Thanks to everyone for your Easter wishes. I hope you all had a lovely holiday as well. Our minister began the early outdoor service by noting that it was actually colder than it was on Christmas morning! But, although there was snow falling on me yesterday, the weather has generally been less frigid and spring is gradually creeping up on us.
Michael has been on holiday – hooray! We’ve been relaxing together, but we’ve also been organising our move this summer. We’ve had several removal companies round to give us quotations. Gosh, do we have a lot of stuff! Thankfully we have no attic space here but we could easily fill one with heritage toys and family archive material (somehow it’s all come to me). The Dafter and I have also found a hotel where we all can stay in the final stages of chaos and upheaval. And by all, I’m including Tilly!
I found three hotels in Aberdeen whose websites said they allowed pets, but when I phoned one and asked about checking in with a cat, they said, “Oh by pets we just mean dogs”. However, I had a laugh when the woman at the next hotel I phoned went to check with her supervisor. She came back saying, “Yes, he says anything as long as it isn’t a horse.” So we will have a wheelchair- and cat-accessible room to retreat to while furniture is taken apart (most of our upstairs furniture could only have made it upstairs in flat-pack form). It’s a huge luxury, but I know that if I can keep the Dafter and Tilly as happy and calm as possible, the whole process will be much easier on me and less likely to shave years off my life!
Along with all this, I’ve kept on with the crocheted granny square that I learned to make at the Edinburgh Yarn Festival a few weeks ago. I’d like to make a small blanket from it if I have enough wool and stamina. But it seems to be becoming a bit wonky:
I’m really hoping that I can coax it back into a square when it comes to blocking. If any of you crocheters have advice for me, please let me know!