Zoë Bowyer

Who would have thought that an insignificant little thing like a French Knot could keep me from knitting. Well it has. I cannot progress with my green cardigan until I have French Knotted thousands of knots all over it. My cardigan will remain in bits until I can get over my hatred of French Knots.

I have been having lots of fun since I last wrote. D, me and Gracie went camping, D wrote about it so I don’t need to. I had another birthday, thanks for all the birthday greetings. I bought a new vacuum cleaner and have vacuumed everything but Gracie. And today, Gracie and I went for a long walk along Portstewart Strand. We are both very tired.