It's a Wool-derful life!

I have been floating on a cloud of bliss after last week's yarn orgy at Ally Pally which was a citadel of craftiness. The stuff on offer was mind-boggling, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven! I'd missed last year's event because I was young and naive and thought that my stash of 50 odd balls of yarn was excessive. Hah!! This time round I just could not bear to abstain. A full report by one of my fellow yarn com padres can be found here To be fair, Lucy and Caroline were a lot stronger and were at least an aisle ahead of Tash and i who stopped to gawp at everything... we fell in love with some Qivuit (yarn from woolly-mammoth-like musk ox in Greenland). But honestly, we could have been told about some super yarn made specially from a three-legged yak crossed with a double-headed llama and we would have been sold.

After our intense frenzy of yarn-shopping and happily weighed down with booty, we proceeded over to Lucy's for some delicious cake and tea... and much stroking of new our stash additions.


What a perfect day in so many ways! Roll on next year....