The guest bed had just about cooled down after my mom left, when one of my Colby buddies arrived to hang out with us for a Sunday afternoon. She's "Coburn Freshman Hall Resident Now In A Relationship With A Brit" No.3. They must have been putting something in the water...
Anyway, because of the whims and vagaries of Sunday rail replacement busses, we realised that in order for her to get back to where she was staying before midnight she'd have to leave Stowmarket at 3pm. Having arrived at noon. BUMMER.
I suggested she stay over and take normal trains back on Monday morning. WOOHOO! So we kidnapped her and took her to Kentwell Hall, followed by a sojourn to the now world-famous Radhuni.
Kentwell was a blast - we took the cross-country route.
Kate: "The speed limit on this [single track, winding] road is now 50 miles per hour."
Viv: "Um, what??"
John later commented that Viv and I were both knitting, chatting, looking out the window, and I was also navigating. He said that had he been attempting to do all of those things simultaneously, his brain would have fused.
Here's a sneak-peek at what I was making. It's a birthday present that hasn't been given yet - finished product pictures soon!
While at Kentwell, we took inspiration for what I need to do with hedging in our front garden:
Parts of the house have a higgldy-piggldy feel to them - this lookeed like they just kept adding bits on.
I loved the sign on this ex-greenhouse.
We were bad and got put in the stocks:
And Mr. Peacock decided that Vivienne was the bee's knees and kept showing her his tail feathers. Um, she's taken, Mr. Peacock, but I guess you would still fall into the English Boyfriend category!
Viv also showed me some knitting tips - I've been doing my M1 increases all wrong, leaving a trail of little holes behind me. This is now resolved. I was also weaving in my ends wrong. All future knitting projects (and the previously-pictured blue mystery project) will have awesomely woven-in ends. Phew.