A Visit to the Handweavers Studio

Sometimes, there are ridiculously amazing, awesome, incredible things on your doorstep.

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And every now and again you discover them.

Today was one of those beautiful days, since I found out about and paid a visit to the Handweavers Studio & Gallery in Finsbury Park, North-East London.

In this colourful Aladdin’s cave of yarn I felt like the proverbial kid in a candy shop, surrounded by shelves full of silk, wool, bamboo, cotton, banana, rayon and linen yarn (to name a few) in a myriad of jewel-like colours. I attempted to satiate my appetite by testing out our new camera and buying a drop spindle and a handful of indigo and saffron-coloured hanks of wool. DSC_0266DSC_0293DSC_0264DSC_0260 DSC_0273DSC_0269DSC_0282DSC_0292 DSC_0275 DSC_0300

Thankyou to Hilary and Sarah for putting up with my photo-taking!

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Train journey

At the weekend Sayed and I went to visit friends in Exeter. We had a great time there, visiting the beach, playing and singing with their sweet little boy. But, I have to say, one of my favourite bits was our productive three-hour train journey there, me knitting, Sayed drawing. Here are a few photos.

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1. New fairisle glove project. 2. & 3. Knitting. 4. One messy train table. 5. One talented illustrator (and photographer). 6. Sporting his new jumper. 7. Beautiful light on a fresh drawing.