Practically perfect in every way.

Last night was.


We went to the Bristol Hippodrome to see the stage musical version of P.L. Travers 'Mary Poppins'


Based more on the books thank goodness than the Disney film and with some new songs it was really wonderful. The sets were beautifully crafted, moving about the stage amazingly, with the attic flying down from the top of the house to the stage as the back drop changed to sky. During the 'Step in Time' number the chimneys and rooftops moved across the stage as Bert Mary Jane and Michael danced with the sweeps jumping from chimney to chimney. 'Over the roof tops - Step in time' saw Bert dancing up the procenium arch upside down on the top and over the other side of the arch on an amazing moving plank whilst he was on wires. It must have looked very scary to the people up in the Gods.


Mary left the final time by flying over the audience up into the upper circle with her umbrella, and even though you caould see the wires you still couldn't quite believe it.


The choreography throughout was fantatic mainly due to it being co - made by Matthew Bourne he of Swan Lake with men in fluffy trousered fame. 'Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious' was done beautifully with the orginal Mrs. Corry from the books and her shop with the letters and backchat for sale even though she was all out of converstion, and sentences. I enjoyed the way they made it everso slightly creepy, as the books are, as Michael says, we're going to have to watch her she's tricksy/tricky. Which is true - she is. If I didn't know I'd say a witch. She flew up the stairs without walking whilst she was getting rid of the bad nanny.


It makes me want to make a Mary Poppins coat. Tightwaisted, 3 buttons singlebreasted, flared skirt.. mmm mm mm!

Look a toe pad for a pointe shoe!

and my version of knitty's 'coronet' for Jon's present

Practically perfect in every way.

Last night was.

We went to the Bristol Hippodrome to see the stage musical version of P.L. Travers 'Mary Poppins'

Based more on the books thank goodness than the Disney film and with some new songs it was really wonderful. The sets were beautifully crafted, moving about the stage amazingly, with the attic flying down from the top of the house to the stage as the back drop changed to sky. During the 'Step in Time' number the chimneys and rooftops moved across the stage as Bert Mary Jane and Michael danced with the sweeps jumping from chimney to chimney. 'Over the roof tops - Step in time' saw Bert dancing up the procenium arch upside down on the top and over the other side of the arch on an amazing moving plank whilst he was on wires. It must have looked very scary to the people up in the Gods.

Mary left the final time by flying over the audience up into the upper circle with her umbrella, and even though you caould see the wires you still couldn't quite believe it.

The choreography throughout was fantatic mainly due to it being co - made by Matthew Bourne he of Swan Lake with men in fluffy trousered fame. 'Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious' was done beautifully with the orginal Mrs. Corry from the books and her shop with the letters and backchat for sale even though she was all out of converstion, and sentences. I enjoyed the way they made it everso slightly creepy, as the books are, as Michael says, we're going to have to watch her she's tricksy/tricky. Which is true - she is. If I didn't know I'd say a witch. She flew up the stairs without walking whilst she was getting rid of the bad nanny.

It makes me want to make a Mary Poppins coat. Tightwaisted, 3 buttons singlebreasted, flared skirt.. mmm mm mm!

Look a toe pad for a pointe shoe!

and my version of knitty's 'coronet' for Jon's present

I CAN MAGIC LOOP!!!

The beginnings of a trial sock!

I CAN MAGIC LOOP!!!

The beginnings of a trial sock!

A silly knitting entry

The scarf that has become a hat band.

Me trying to work out how many more repeats I need to do for aforementioned hatband.

A silly knitting entry

The scarf that has become a hat band.

Me trying to work out how many more repeats I need to do for aforementioned hatband.

A proper entry...

Rain rain go away!


Torrential rain for the last few days, a cloudless sky met by great big fat raindrops that actually get you wet...nice...


Saturday was the closest I've ever come to experiencing real depression. For some reason I just felt hopeless. I didn't bother to get dressed properly and I sat around knitting all ay alone in myroom in the silence or listening breifly to the radio. Being around peoplefelt like too much bother. The upside is that the shurg is awaiting blocking and weaving in of endswhich is nice.


Sunday was better. Rob and I after church came back here and sorted out the computer for my sisters and then we went off to have a couple - y day.


I went through the ultimate female sacrifice of watching him play football. [Soccer to the rest of the world] Indoors thank goodness so I stayed dry. They lost 10 -7 but it was good match because the Reds played really well compared to last season and they fought and fought like troopers. I was so proud that Rob didn't loose his cool. I felt like a very good fiancee sat there watching him.


Then we went back to his so he could shower and get rid of his footbal flavour whilst I workedout how to get to his new place of work. It's great being able to get in a car and go. I need sort out my provisional so I can join in the fun too! It really felt ike we were going on holiday together, driving across the county in the twilight, looking for signs, following directions. When we eventually found the place I was surprised at the size of it and really chuffed I'd given the directions properly. Full kudos to Robs for being able to follow my directions and drive around Bath in the dark.


When we got back to Warminster our tea was awaiting us and we settled down to eat. For once my better nature did actually appeal to me and even though Rob tried desperately to put the moment off, we went upstairsandfinished off the jobs we were supposed to do like writing down all out suggestions for a christian youth thing that goes on in a nearby town.


Today I got up early [10am! - well it is the holidays] and decided my room needed sorting ,which I shall do tomorrow, when I couldn't find anything I wanted, and then went downstairs to await the arrival of my grandparents. Had a nice chat with them and then i came on here to update with some old poems.


Just had a text from Rob - nice people, nice big desk, lots of things to take in. Hopefully that means his first day is going well.

A proper entry...

Rain rain go away!

Torrential rain for the last few days, a cloudless sky met by great big fat raindrops that actually get you wet...nice...

Saturday was the closest I've ever come to experiencing real depression. For some reason I just felt hopeless. I didn't bother to get dressed properly and I sat around knitting all ay alone in myroom in the silence or listening breifly to the radio. Being around peoplefelt like too much bother. The upside is that the shurg is awaiting blocking and weaving in of endswhich is nice.

Sunday was better. Rob and I after church came back here and sorted out the computer for my sisters and then we went off to have a couple - y day.

I went through the ultimate female sacrifice of watching him play football. [Soccer to the rest of the world] Indoors thank goodness so I stayed dry. They lost 10 -7 but it was good match because the Reds played really well compared to last season and they fought and fought like troopers. I was so proud that Rob didn't loose his cool. I felt like a very good fiancee sat there watching him.

Then we went back to his so he could shower and get rid of his footbal flavour whilst I workedout how to get to his new place of work. It's great being able to get in a car and go. I need sort out my provisional so I can join in the fun too! It really felt ike we were going on holiday together, driving across the county in the twilight, looking for signs, following directions. When we eventually found the place I was surprised at the size of it and really chuffed I'd given the directions properly. Full kudos to Robs for being able to follow my directions and drive around Bath in the dark.

When we got back to Warminster our tea was awaiting us and we settled down to eat. For once my better nature did actually appeal to me and even though Rob tried desperately to put the moment off, we went upstairsandfinished off the jobs we were supposed to do like writing down all out suggestions for a christian youth thing that goes on in a nearby town.

Today I got up early [10am! - well it is the holidays] and decided my room needed sorting ,which I shall do tomorrow, when I couldn't find anything I wanted, and then went downstairs to await the arrival of my grandparents. Had a nice chat with them and then i came on here to update with some old poems.

Just had a text from Rob - nice people, nice big desk, lots of things to take in. Hopefully that means his first day is going well.

Small girl

Small girl

sitting on a big chair

small girl

smell of baby soap in your hair

small girl face in my shoulder

small girl dry your eyes

small girl look at me

small girl be my friend

small girl lose your fear

small girl hold my hand

small girl

I'm a big girl

I know this

I hear this

Give me a hug

Sister of mine

Small girl

Small girl
sitting on a big chair
small girl
smell of baby soap in your hair
small girl face in my shoulder
small girl dry your eyes
small girl look at me
small girl be my friend
small girl lose your fear
small girl hold my hand
small girl
I'm a big girl
I know this
I hear this
Give me a hug
Sister of mine

Sing for me and show signs

sing for me

let the two lines meld

interwoven threads glimmer

couched to my brain

by your hair because

your song

isn't the one I thought you'd sing

Sing for me and show signs

sing for me
let the two lines meld
interwoven threads glimmer
couched to my brain
by your hair because
your song
isn't the one I thought you'd sing

You've only just begun

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i love you more than you can know it hurts me to be away from you


I love the way you laugh with me and even when you laugh at me


because then at least you are smiling Your smile is frost on a spiders web


creation finishing flawed perfection the contrast between the light Darkness in your soul a sillhouette


land against sky that can only draw me closer to you I want to fall into depths Your eyes Brimming with desire and need, become one as two promise too


hold you


mine

You've only just begun

i love you more than you can know it hurts me to be away from you

I love the way you laugh with me and even when you laugh at me

because then at least you are smiling Your smile is frost on a spiders web

creation finishing flawed perfection the contrast between the light Darkness in your soul a sillhouette

land against sky that can only draw me closer to you I want to fall into depths Your eyes Brimming with desire and need, become one as two promise too

hold you

mine

This made me giggle!

Em Tasol


The latest post on her doing "the president a great disservice today" made me giggle. As if one bumper sticker will change this guy's vote. I hope he'd being basing his descisions on more!

This made me giggle!

Em Tasol

The latest post on her doing "the president a great disservice today" made me giggle. As if one bumper sticker will change this guy's vote. I hope he'd being basing his descisions on more!

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you

But make allowance for their doubting too,

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:


If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,

If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:


If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"


If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much,

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!


--Rudyard Kipling

crap

Weather is foul. Torrential even.


I tried to stay in bed for as long as possible today in a bid to make the day go away. Again things i want have been snatched out my grasp.


Don't understand what's going on. I've never been pushed away before.


finished the shrug and a scarf to be steeked. Now going to finish the cabled thing for a hat


There's crap on tv

and i've read all the good books

i'm in no mood to do hmk.

crap

Weather is foul. Torrential even.

I tried to stay in bed for as long as possible today in a bid to make the day go away. Again things i want have been snatched out my grasp.

Don't understand what's going on. I've never been pushed away before.

finished the shrug and a scarf to be steeked. Now going to finish the cabled thing for a hat

There's crap on tv
and i've read all the good books
i'm in no mood to do hmk.

A knittingy update....

I know you're not supposed to have favourites amongst your children but I cannot help myself. Of all my current works in progress, including 2 scarves, a shrug, some mittens and a crocheted hat, I love the shrug the best.


It's knit in cheap Big Value Baby DK by King Cole ltd from my local super market in baby blue. I'm using the 16in 6mm circs i got for my birthday and making up the pattern as I go along.

So far it has bell shaped sleeves from the elbow, then fitted tothe shoulder, with some loopy increasing to give an everso slightly puffed sleeve. I'm quite chuffed. It's for my dance teacher who is always moaning that shes cold.

My lovely fast light plastic circs

It's so long!!!

This is my modified version of the feather lace pattern from http://www.knitty.com'Cozy' shawl on the bell cuffs.