I'm beginning to think I might need to censor Dave's bed time reading.
Last night, just as I was dropping off to sleep he starts to chortle. I asked what was up and he replied...
"I went to the supermarket to buy some H.P. Sauce. I'm paying it off monthly, in sixpence installments."
This morning, while I'm still stumbing around in a caffiene deprived state, he asked "Why do elephant's have big ears?"
I, wondering why he was suddenly putting me on the spot and quizzing me about trivia, replied suitably only to have him smirk and reply. "No. It's because Noddy wouldn't pay the the ransom!"
Cue much mirth on his part.
Can't you tell he's reading a book all about jokes?
In other news, I went along to the knitting group last night where I scored four skeins of Louisa Harding Sari Ribbon (Ravelry Link) in a sort of pale green colour. No idea what I'm going to do with it, but it is very pretty... Ideas anyone?
No pictures, because I didn't think of it and my camera's batteries are playing up again (at some point I will give up and buy new ones).
I also came home with some vintage crochet patterns from the seventies. Everyone else seemed to think they were hilarious, but my response to most of the designs was 'Oooh, nice.' said in a not at all sarcastic way. What can I say, my costuming gene went off big time! I resisted for the most part, but did nab a crocheted cloak pattern (the ultimate in 70's style I tell you and possibly coming to an Eidolan near you) and a couple of very pretty lace waistcoats.
I also finished sock number one. I'll weave in the ends tonight and then, hopefully cast on sock number two.