Thank you for your kind comments on last week's post. I finished Sweet Danger a mystery / adventure book written in 1936. The plot just didn't make much sense to me. Now I'm reading a NetGalley review copy of Under a Neon Sun , by Kate Gale. It's a pandemic book, and it's (unintentionally I think) very, very funny. I come from Melbourne the most locked-down city in the world. These Angelinos keep talking about how hard lock-down is, while visiting each other, getting their hair and nails done and having household help come in. The book centres on Mia, a poor orphan navigating the world of the rich and privileged. It's entertaining, and also a terrible indictment on a system with no meaningful safety net. Next up I really am going to read What Happened to Nina . I seem to have been saying that for weeks. In audio-books I'm listening to Kristen Hannah's The Women , a novel about female nurses in the Vietnam war. It's very good, although it do
In 2011 I made my mother-in-law a tea cosy . She drinks even more tea than we do, so it's had a lot of hard service. You can't see it well in this picture, but the openings are stained with tea and starting to fall apart. I did attempt a new one for her in 2020, but that disappeared into history. So, when word came to me that she needed a new cosy, I got out my hook and got to it. I found t his basic pattern and adapted it for her smaller pot. I can't explain what I did, it's crotchet and I free formed it. I used left overs (of course) and fuzzy alpaca. I think it's quite ugly, but it fits her odd shaped tea pot well, and she seems to like it, which is the point. I find making tea cosies very satisfying. They have a great return for effort, perform a useful function, are a fun crotchet project and make tea so much better.