Suki Has Gone Insane At Last

Three inches of snow outside, no heating. How typical.

It'll be several days before the blockage causing all the problems can be cleared, but Grandad and I are in good spirits. At least we are now I've given Grandad a stern talking to. Mentally, he can sometimes be quite unstable, but I've managed to snap him out of his childish behavior and now we're both doing whatever we can to 'survive the cold' as he puts it. Portable heaters, hot soup, blankets, Scooby Doo hot water bottle -- just like the war :o/

And now I am cooking the roast dinner we should have had yesterday. OMG, the kitchen is so lovely and warm.

The other plus is that I'm wearing my favourite woolly jumper that I normally can't ever wear because it's too thick and I feel like a sheep in bears' thermals.

Dexter!!



Named after the fictional serial killer of the same name, because apparently he looks rather sinister. He's meant to be a jelly baby and I completed him a few days ago as the first of my No More Fags For Me! projects.

As you can see, I made many errors, but this is the risk you take when you knit and watch gay sex on the telly at the same time.