almost, but not quite

Well, I didn't quite manage to finish my Milo socks for the Ravelympics, another plucky Brit bites the dust .. Still, it's not the winning, it's the taking part that matters. (I realise that the last phrase might not mean anything to anyone not born in the British Isles, it's a very peculiar British trait indeed!).

Let's face it, the UK only won one gold medal, and that was done by the amazing/foolhardy Amy Williams, who was the fastest woman to hurtle-down-an-icy-slope-headfirst-on-a-metal-tea-tray (the sporting term is the Skeleton, but mine is more descriptive).

Still, Vancouver 2010 was fantastic to watch, I loved the curling and the snowboarding, and oddly enough the crosscountry ski-ing relay. How can people ski up hill?? Vancouver looked like an amazing place too.

I have to crack on with my socks though as

a) my feet are cold (despite the early spring sunshine that we've been enjoying it's still about 2C during the day) and

b) J2 is waiting for a scarf to be made from this pompom yarn. She says that she has been waiting for years, but it's really only since September. But that is years if you are a teen.

As ever, the queue of must-knits and must-haves gets ever longer, and today a new UK knitting mag came through the post adding a heart scarf, cabled man's hat and owl socks to my queue.

This is Bobbins, the first issue, and I love it's witty honest style. I hope the  Manchester curryhouse collective clever designers produce more issues , as it's an excellent read and well put together.