“My favourite public-house, the Moon Under Water, is only two minutes from a bus stop, but it is on a side-street, and drunks and rowdies never seem to find their way there, even on Saturday nights.“ In an article in the London Evening Standard on 9 February 1946, George Orwell goes into delightful detail about a pub you can’t help… Read more →
There’s a draftiness to the interior of the shop which has its perks when the weather gets warmer. In the winter we layer up against the cold air which has an almost permanent residence in the lofty high cielings, but that same chill offers a welcome escape from the intensity of the summer heat which bounces off the bricks and… Read more →
“It’s a bit like when you’re reading one of those Russian dynastic epics. You mustn’t put it down for too long, or you’ll lose the plot.” I looked up from the knitting I was fixing, to the knitter who’d brought it in, to see an expression of total bafflement on her face. You mean like Anna Karenina or War and… Read more →
We all know how it is with knitting books – you don’t always love all of the patterns enough to make it worth getting the whole book. There’s no shortage of hype and expectation. It’s getting all that to collide with what we want to make that’s the challenge. Which is why the bumper crop of 6 that have come… Read more →
