Some tiles

I took a walk yesterday past a classic Vancouver building, the old BC Hydro building, now mainly condos. The outside has mosaic details at street level. 

This reminds me of Kaffe Fassett's Large Diamonds pattern, though of course diamonds are one of those eternal patterns! 

I would love to go in and see what remains of the original interior design. Although we are looking for a condo, I'm not sure this building would be high on our list, because there are no balconies. And now I look at what is available in it today, I see that they are tiny! Two bed, two bath in 815 square feet is one of the larger options! But at least these ads show that some of the common areas do maintain the blue and green tiles. 

From the REW website

This exterior wall would be exciting to come home to, though!

Cosy little lap rug

This is what I started working on in January in Toronto after I finished the many dishrags. A bunch of lone balls of fingering weight yarn... when will I ever reach the end of this pile? I keep finding more, just when I think I have knitted it all up. 

A designer made special yarn and used it in a 12 Days of Christmas scarf pattern. It's 12 different stitch patterns, of which I used seven in this. I made it wider than a scarf, so this is baby-blanket sized; we now use it to warm our legs on the couch in the evening. 

That bright turquoise and the browny-red next to it are Jamiesons jumperweight wool, from the pile I picked up from my neighbour last August. It is lovely and colourful and made me sneeze like anything, so I packed up the rest of it and sold it to another knitter on Ravelry! (Bargain for her, tiny profit for me.)

The rest of it is nice Koigu and other things I seem to have picked up here and there. It's dark, not really baby colours, and it can't be machine washed or thrown in the dryer, so I do declare that it is ours to keep! 

 

Is it too ugly?

Once upon a time, maybe even this time last year, I found three balls of very ugly sock yarn in a thrift shop. I thought I could make a blanket or hats to keep someone warm. So muddy and grey and splotchy. 

I brought it with me to Vancouver, thinking that I'd never get around to doing anything with it if it wasn't my only option, so here I am, forced to make something with it. (I see that I have not told you about my other project, so we'll get to that soon!) 

Of course, hats for charity would be good. I think I could get a lap rug out three balls. Make something where this gloomy grey and brown mush won't get anyone down! What to do? 

I have started a baby dress for my niece! I wanted to make this pattern and I know the mom is not bothered by gender conventions in clothing. I figure that it could look like a bear pelt or some sort of woodland sprite. We don't all have to be princesses, now, do we? 

There is a ridged yoke, no real sleeves, and then a slightly flared dress down to more ridges at the bottom. 

I just have to shape the underarms now and then zoom quickly down the body. I hope this is not all a big mistake! 

New month, new view

We have travelled. 

 

We are back in Vancouver for three months. We have an apartment overlooking the east end of False Creek, with the SkyTrain and an elevated highway between us and the water. A bit noisy, but it sort of all fades into the background. 

The flight was uneventful and not too crowded. Everyone just sat still and tried not to breathe for five hours. We had some N95 masks, we washed our hands, we got groceries delivered shortly after we arrived so we haven't been inside a store. I think we'll be okay! 

Vancouver is much less locked-down than Toronto. I am excited about the idea of actually going in to a shop without having pre-ordered something for pick-up. I've only really been in the grocery store for ... ages. 

We've only been here since Monday, though, so we are still not going in any stores. Luckily the view is pretty entertaining in all kinds of weather. 

 

It's snowing

This was taken this morning; it is now perhaps twice as deep! 

I know, this is not much of an update! 

It's always possible to see pictures at my Instagram, for when I am too lazy to make a whole blog post. 

I will show you a picture I put on Insta the other day! It is also snow-related. 

We learned (from another Instagram post!) that this pancake ice was forming on the Humber, Toronto's western river. It's a short walk from a subway station, so we put on our masks and went across town to see. My camera was almost out of power so I didn't take any video, but if you click through to that link you can see it swirling around. The river comes down off a weir, and some is frozen and some is not, and the ice is forming near the shore, and some water is fast and some is not... so you get swirls of ice in a round ice-free section. Quite nice. 

I might even have some knitting news soon! 

A big ball of cotton

I took this first photo in October of {gasp} last year. I found this yarn at the thrift shop and it might have cost $3 or $4. That is my 13-inch laptop it's sitting on. It's a great big ball of rainbow dishcloth cotton. 

I made my niece a kitchen hand towel of it, and mailed it to her for Christmas without taking a picture! What sort of blogger am I? 

Then I found a charity that makes up starter kits for people setting up homes. They want pots and pans and dishes and blankets and... stuff for the kitchen! So, I made seven more cloths out of that big ball of yarn! I know I have bits of other colours around, but couldn't find them, so everything is just solid rainbows. 
 

This one is your basic ball-band dishcloth. Usually this is done in two colours, but with the multicoloured yarn it works well, I think. 
 

This is one called Clover Tweed, also usually with two colours. Nice and nubbly. 

This is a new-to-me pattern called Simon. 

I love both sides of this, and it looks great in this yarn. Sort of pointillist, sort of pop art. At least, that's my story. 

This is a Double Bump. I love how the colours swirl differently in all these cloths, although they all have about the same number of stitches. 

Another new pattern for me: the Reversible Textured Dishcloth.  It makes a nice texture. 

A round one! I've made this before and I think it looks better in a single colour, but it will wash the dishes just fine. 

Another old favourite, the Tweedish cloth. Every other stitch is slipped on every other row, so the swirls of colour are squashed together. 

The lot. 

 

I also threw in some other cloths and a hat. Someone will need it. 

And a headband, or maybe neck warmer. This is the very last of some Rowan Magpie, one of the great yarns of yesteryear. Not quite enough for a full hat, but it will provide a bit of warmth. 

So, I took all those things off today to the shelter and handed them over, with a bit of cash donated to the Starter Kit program. My good deed for ... now. 

In other news, I took part again in the Christmas card swap on Ravelry. I was a bit miffed because I didn't receive any cards over Christmas but it turned out our letter carrier was off and it looks like his replacement just didn't do much work. I got 12 on the first day our regular guy was back! And they keep coming in. You can see a sort of garland of circles in with the lights -- those are last year's cards cut up. 

I see this is my first post of the year, so Happy New Year to you all. It's not off to a great start, but I hope all sorts of things will improve as we go on. 

My year in books

I started keeping track of the books I was reading when we were living in Vancouver last January. There might be a couple missing from the first days of the year, and of course I might have forgotten to include one or two. The oldest ones are at the bottom of the list.  Right now we have 64 on the list, and I bet I'll finish number 65 before the end of the year. 

This was the year of Black Lives Matter, and there are several books on this list that I discovered from articles or library blogs about black authors. I especially enjoyed Nairobi Heat by Mũkoma wa Ngũgĩ, about an American cop who follows a lead to Nairobi and teams up with another officer to solve a multinational crime. The Nickel Boys by Colson Whitehead was as stunning as his previous book, The Underground Railroad. 

In January we were (blissfully) living in Vancouver, in a retired professor's apartment, so some of the books at the bottom of the list were ones that were lying around. We had no public library card, so relied on his bookshelves and Little Free Libraries. Highlights from this group were My Nepenthe: Bohemian tales of food, family, and Big Sur by Romney Steele, Kaffe Fassett's niece, and Syria's Secret Library: Reading and redemption in a town under siege by Mike Thomson.

I read lots of non-fiction this year, I think because it's nice to have the facts about something, an anchor of reality in this wacky and "unreal" 2020. Recently I got riled up about public toilets and the lack thereof, especially in this pandemic, and read No Place to Go: How public toilets fail our private needs by Lezlie Lowe and then for historical context Dirty Old London: the Victorian fight against filth by Lee Jackson. After reading the first one, which was written by a woman who was first outraged about public toilets when she would go to parks with her young children, I had a book in my pile about Auschwitz. I found that I could handle outrage about toilets but I was not ready to deal with that, so back it went to the library. 

A lot of the fiction I read this year was "comfort" reading: a few Harry Potters, a few Ian Rankins, On the Road, Anne Tyler, even Nevil Shute! 

I used to volunteer at the local documentary cinema and would see probably 40 or 50 docs a year (I will keep a list when next I am able). I now find that although I have access to many movies online, I don't watch many documentaries, but I'll rewatch the Crown or some British cop show instead. It's just not the same sitting here alone in my living room watching on a laptop. 

Did you have a favourite book of the past year? 

Books read since Jan. 1, 2020

• The Pine Islands, Marion Poschmann
• Dirty Old London: the Victorian fight against filth, Lee Jackson
• Pastoral, Nevil Shute
• Sweater Quest: My year of living dangerously, Adrienne Martini
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• The Five: the untold lives of the women killed by Jack the Ripper, Hallie Rubenhold
• No Place to Go: How public toilets fail our private needs, Lezlie Lowe
• Love Enough, Dionne Brand
• Crap: a history of cheap stuff in America, Wendy A Woloson
• Little Fish, Casey Plett
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• Aubrey McKee, Alex Pugsley
• A Song for the Dark Times, Ian Rankin
• Redhead by the side of the road, Anne Tyler
• Vancouver After Dark: The Wild History of a City's Nightlife, Aaron Chapman
• Girl, Woman, Other, Bernardine Evaristo
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• The Bohemians: The lovers who led Germany's resistance against the Nazis, Norman Ohler
• Cemetery Boys, Heather Brewer
• They said this would be fun: race, campus life, and growing up, Eternity Martis
• The Last Gang in Town: The epic story of the Vancouver police vs. the Clark Park gang, Aaron Chapman
• Black Star Nairobi, Mukoma Wa Ngugi
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• 1536: The year that changed Henry VIII, Suzannah Lipscomb
• Versailles, Colin Jones
• Blacktop Wasteland, S A Cosby
• Blonde, Joyce Carol Oates
• Black Docker, Ousmane Sembène
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• You look like a thing and I love you: How artificial intelligence works and why it's making the world a weirder place
• Somebody's Gotta Do It: Why cursing at the news won't save the nation, but your name on a local ballot can, Adrienne Martini
• The Nickel Boys, Colson Whitehead
• Rule Britannia, Daphne du Maurier
• 1619: Jamestown and the Forging of American Democracy, James P P Horn
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• Nairobi Heat, Mũkoma wa Ngũgĩ
• Heat: an amateur's adventures as kitchen slave, line cook, pasta-maker, and apprentice to a Dante-quoting butcher in Tuscany, Bill Buford
• On the Road, Jack Kerouac
• Dark Age Ahead, Jane Jacobs
• N is for Noose, Sue Grafton
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• No Crystal Stair: a novel, Mairuth Sarsfield
• Maigret at the Crossroads, Georges Simenon
• The Mirror and the Light, Hilary Mantel
• Bring up the Bodies, Hilary Mantel
• George, Alex Gino
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• In a House of Lies, Ian Rankin
• Wolf Hall, Hilary Mantel
• The Thin Man, Dashiell Hammett
• The Falls, Ian Rankin
• The Return of the Native, Thomas Hardy
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• Gumboot Girls: adventure, love & survival on British Columbia's north coast, a collection of memoirs compiled by Jane Wilde & edited by Lou Allison
• Scurvy: how a surgeon, a mariner and a gentleman solved the greatest medical mystery of the age of sail
• Exit Music, Ian Rankin
• Far from the Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy
• Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, J.K. Rowling
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• Sahara, Michael Palin
• The Last Duel: a true story of crime, scandal, and trial by combat in medieval France, Eric Jager
• Brighton Rock, Graham Greene
• Syria's Secret Library: Reading and redemption in a town under siege, Mike Thomson
• Anil's Ghost, Michael Ondaatje
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• The Complaints, Ian Rankin
• Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, J.K. Rowling
• Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, J.K. Rowling
• Lieutenant Hornblower, C.S. Forester
• Earth and High Heaven, Gwethalyn Graham
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• My Nepenthe: Bohemian tales of food, family, and Big Sur, Romney Steele
• The Fire Engine that Disappeared, Maj Sjöwall and Per Wahlöö
• Mr Midshipman Hornblower, C.S. Forester
• The Woman in Blue, Elly Griffiths
• The Silk Train Murder: A mystery of the Klondike, Sharon Rowse

Still here

Less than a week till Christmas! 

My shopping has mostly been online this year; my baking has been sporadic; I have knit nothing for gifts; we have the tree up and lights on the house. 

The other day I went to pick something up from a shop downtown, and when I finally looked in the bag yesterday, I found there were only five things when there should have been six. Today I had to go back to get the last item. 

I rode a share bike half the way there, walked the rest, and took the subway home. 

Me in a subway station: 

As promised

Three new dishcloths!

This is the last one I made: just keep increasing along the centre line till you run out of yarn! There was even a bit of yarn chicken here. I was casting off and ran out of yarn two or three stitches before the end, so I took out the cast-off row and just redid it tighter, and got myself several inches of yarn that way! I was quite chuffed. 

The round one. This is the Crazy Eights cloth, a favourite of mine. 

Another fave is the Chinese Waves, which is the same stitch as the Honey Cowl. Nice two-sided texture. 

I don't know if anyone will get these for Christmas, since they are so blah coloured. Probably they will join the ranks here in the kitchen drawer. It may be time to retire some of our older models.  

And now I suppose I have to go back to the mitten! I am reading a book now about tackling a big, fancy, multi-coloured knitting project. One mitten is nothing compared to Mary Tudor. If she can knit that sweater in a year (and write a book about it) I can surely knit one wee mitten in a month or so, right? Stay tuned. 

Wandering about in the cold

Today a friend and I went out eastward to see the new Cherry Street bridge. I had read some hoopla about how lovely this new bridge is, how it will open up new parkland, blah blah blah. 

Perhaps in a few years it will. 

Now it is in place but not connected to anything; it is behind a construction fence. There is hardly even a sidewalk in front of it.

So that was a bit of a let-down! Right now it's not a very lovely part of the world, but there is a "waterfront" path so we walked back towards downtown along that. Lots of new construction, a new college campus, tons of stuff going on. I'm sure one day it'll be grand.

We also stopped for a moment at Sugar Beach, a manufactured beach next to the Redpath Sugar refinery, which my kids once toured and saw a bulldozer moving the sugar around inside! There is even a museum in the refinery, but I have never gone.

The beach has these cute pink umbrellas and must be nice in the summer.

In knitting news, I have made a few dishcloths out of some beigy-browny cotton. They look tea-stained already, fresh off the needles! It is now dark and gloomy here, but I will take some pictures soon in the daylight and show you. 

December planning

Mid-November I made this list. It's not really a to-do list, as it turned out, but let's have a look. 

1. It's a month and a bit till Christmas.
2. I have mailed away the only gift I have to mail, but I guess I should nag my husband about his side of the family. 
3. I have to write some cards. Cards to family and friends, and eventually cards to complete strangers via Ravelry. I think this year people need cheerful cards, and lots of them. 
4. I have not acquired all the gifts I want to give to family, because I am not sure what they want/need. 
5. All this decluttering and non-keeping makes gift-giving more stressful than it should be. Not everyone wants a piece of cheese (although a nice piece of cheese has sort of become a go-to present around here). 
6. I like to have Christmas cookies around but Stephen can't really eat them. I asked him what he wanted for treats and snacks and he says potato chips and wine. I suggest carrots and celery. He scoffs.
7. There are other things to think about as well; this is supposed to be a to-do list. 
8. Knitting: the fancy mitten should take precedence, but it does require constant attention and so I have to have a back-up knit as well. 
9. I would love to sew all my old jeans up into a nice big blanket. 

I have done all the cards. Will get them in the mail today, or the next time it stops raining.

I have acquired all the gifts, except a couple of back-ordered items which should arrive in a week or so.

I have made cookies, but there are always more cookies to be made. 

Knitting the mitten.... let's just remember that it took me four years to finish the first one. I did start a dishcloth as back-up knitting. 

Blanket! Such fun!

So, can I make a new list? 

1. Sew the fun blanket
2. Knit the warm woolly mitten
3. Make even more cookies
4. Prepare for the how-do-we-socially-distance-in-the-house visit of my brother. We all lead pretty careful and solitary lives these days so I think the risk is low. 
5. I have to get to the good butcher shop and get a brisket for Christmas dinner.
6. I have to decide upon a brisket recipe. Maybe that calls for its own blog post. 
7. We'll get the tree out and decorations up when youngest child returns from university. 
8. We hope to have a Zoom Christmas party. Maybe the 18th or so. If we are clever we can entertain people from England to Vancouver Island. I think that is eight time zones. 

Enough to be getting on with, I think!

That's November done, then

Well, I did not do very well on the NaBloPoMo front this year. But I have not been idle.

I have got most of my Christmas presents dealt with; I have cookies in the freezer; I am getting out for a walk most days. I have a stack of cards to mail, if only it would stop raining. 

That was a really big walk last Saturday. It was a lovely day and a couple of friends and I decided to walk through a ravine. We had a vague idea where we were going, but I guess we didn't really realize what it all added up to, and we ended up doing about 25,000 steps. We all slept soundly that night. I have to do more of that! 

My big bluejeans blanket is slowly taking shape. It now takes up all the space on the floor upstairs, that must count for something! The exciting bit should come tomorrow -- I get to cut up the purple jeans. 

My mitten is hardly bigger than when we last spoke, but I am off the corrugated ribbing, at least. 

Once upon a time, last November, I took some pictures in Bath Abbey and made a collage. Mary on Bath Stone, we can call it. 

I put it on Instagram but not here, apparently. I had the notion to print it on fleece, cut it up and call the pieces scarves. 

I know a few Marys, so they are all getting one of these. I think I will sew the two ends of mine together and make a loop. 

So, let's see what December holds. Perhaps we'll make a new list tomorrow! 

Varmints!

I am keen to have my lovely mittens for the winter. But I really don't like knitting with two colours of tiny yarn on tiny needles. 

And now I find my black yarn has been nibbled on, sometime in the last four years, and is in bits. I suspect carpet beetles. 

This will take some work, some thinking. It would be nice if my mittens matched, but it might be impossible. And mismatched is kind of my style, these days. But, dang!

Age-old mystery solved, perhaps

Today on Twitter, I saw a note about a talk on Victorian toilets, that soon became a thread about Victorian men peeing in alleyways. That led to a blog post about urine deflectors and ways of stopping men from stinking up your street. And there I saw something that reminded me of two things I posted back in the day. 

Here is our hero in London at St Paul's Cathedral in 2006. 

And here are mystery spikes at Gonville and Caius College in Cambridge. 

If you were looking for a place to discretely relieve yourself, these would not be very convenient corners. You'd have to stand out more in the open; best to move along to another alley altogether. It makes sense, I think! I'd say mystery solved. 

In other news, it is snowing! Snowing! 

It's like July

It's not really like July, I suppose, but September, for sure. It's 18ºC today, clear, sunny skies, and everyone is out enjoying it. 

I did take a walk today, and saw this lovely wooden truck on a picnic table. 

A real classic. I'm sure someone will be back for it. 

I also saw... something red over there. 

All the leaves have fallen, and even been raked up by the city, it seems, but these bright red berries remain. Do the birds eat mountain ash berries? (And is this really a mountain ash? I think so. ) Pretty, anyways. 

Meanwhile, I got some things delivered to my house and am more or less finished Christmas shopping, I think. We'll see how successful this online shopping lark is. Now, perhaps, only baking remains!