Inky Goings On.

And welcome to my first post. At present my brain feels as if it has been replaced by a wodge of cotton wool, as I’m ill. What larks. So, instead of trying to unpack the house I’ve recently moved into, I’ve been sat in bed doodling and knitting this:

Which is a nice brainless 1×1 rib scarf I can knit in snatches on jiggly bus rides and Work lunch hours. The scarf lives on a strange contraption of pegs the Man compiled whilst bored one day. Peg art! How fabulous. In other news, one of the librarians in work rescued a poor baby sparrow who had fallen from his nest and fed him every hour in the hope he’d get better.This little fellow kept us amused in he office by chirping cheerfully every so often. Yet, he was too small to be motherless and sadly died. Such a shame for the sweet little thing, but she tried.