I Went To See A Kid's Film And All I Got Was This Lousy Blog Post

I saw Martin Scorsese's film Hugo. It was a kid's film. It inspired my co-watcher, who loved it. I wanted to love it. It just didn't impact me. I couldn't suspend disbelief; for a film set in Paris, why was everyone speaking in a variety of British accents? And why is it that as long as you copy the colour scheme from Amelie you can safely pretend that your location is French? Bah.

The two good things about this film were the bookshop and its owner (who were shown all too briefly), and the variety of knits on display. They were the only things I couldn't stop looking at. Hugo's garter stitch jumper was lovely.

As was the wide garter stitch scarf below, which I think I will make one day. The humble garter stitch scarf may be the most easiest thing to knit, but it is a beautiful bit of texture to have on hand on a cold day. Especially in the colours here, even if they are poached from Amelie.

Okay, so I do also like the amount of references of early cinema this film had. It might just have been better in a documentary form rather than this film. It was all a little bit not quite right for my liking.

Wool Makes Happy

I have three beautiful new skeins of red red red red wool. This is beret material. To be continued....

The wool is from Nundle Woollen Mills. I am thinking a road trip would be fun. The problem is I wouldn’t want to come home. I bought my lovely wool from the cafe Coffee and A Yarn. I do so love cafes filled with wool (or wool shops filled with coffee?). I think this is one of the most unpretentious cafes in Newtown these days. Bless its caffeinated, furry little heart. I love it.

My other new wool is a Boysenberry delight for the Ice cream Blanket.

So delicious it will be! I’m in for the long haul knit.

To Eat, Perchance To Knit

While glancing through my mother’s magazines recently, I came across this beauty on the cover of Australian Gourmet Traveller.

The recipe is on the website, and sure at first glance (glance? More like first rapturous gaze), all you really see is the dark denseness of that chocolate tart. Denseness in a man: very bad unless he’s very handsome; denseness in a chocolate tart: the realm of true holiness.

But then look at the colour of those glorious quinces! After wiping the drool off my chin, I thought how fantastic it would be to knit something in that delicious quince-y colour. I’m sure there is wool out there somewhere with that colour.

Then I unearthed a heap of other things in different colours I’d love to knit with. I’m sure bees experience similar feelings when faced with riotously coloured flowers.

Got to love the orange penguins! The simple design and that bright orange colour. Marketing genius! Well clearly I fall for it anyway....

This Kookaburra was hunting for worms when he spied me admiring his feathers. I love his stripy tail of course, but that beautiful colour change in his body is beautiful too- powder blue and chocolate brown!

Pink would not be my first choice for wool, but this pink has balls. This pink is not to be messed with.

Aaah, marigolds. Divine!