So rose fibre is gorgeous. So soft, so light, so bright and shiny. And spinning it is absolute misery. It sticks to every inch of your skin, in fact, any surface. There are probably spiders in the rafters looking at it and wishing they remembered the cocaine bender One for blending for sure. 🧶

Nobody is making profits. It is going to burst and it is going to take all those data centers with it. Keep your skills. Practice your crafts. Hold on to your books. Stay sharp.

Essex Pride holds its big celebrations in Chelmsford today. Making their presence felt will be a campaign group fighting the decision of new Reform-led council to ban libraries from promoting Pride events. eastangliabylines.co.uk/lifestyle/co...

Rather than sort any actual problems Essex Reform councillors spent your time and money on starting a culture war. So if you would like your local library to be able to tell you about all of their community events - sign here you.38degrees.org.uk/petitions/li...

I finally have a wacky reason I DNF’d a book. I just read one where they kept starting very florid descriptions with “like what…” Except where I grew up, any sentence starting “like what” (or rather “like wot”) would normally end with “‘n shit”. I tried. I really tried.

A lot of people are confused by the concept of “cat years" so here's a little guide: 0-1 years - just a little baby 1-3 years - just a little baby 4-9 years - just a little baby 10+ years - just a little baby

I feel as though, as a nation, we have broken Kumail Nanjiani. #Taskmaster

I have been learning to spin (the same way that Roadrunner learns to cliff, but hey) and I have to crow about this, ‘cause I’m rather proud! 1st attempt at spinning a laceweight 🧶 I have no idea if it’s *actually good*, I suspect it’s underspun/plied (or both). But still. Go me.

How did I miss Bozzos dildo rocket exploding in Florida? I really have gone no contact with current affairs.

Yet again leaving an interaction with a Dr stressed to the hilt, but rather than whine, here is proof of the Hellenistic Ham Heroes and Delftware G string. There’s a band name for you. Off to scream into a cushion now.

I have barely been here that last few weeks. It’s been busy, but too much and not enough to report. Meh. Hi all.

Have just spent the evening watching relatives channelling Bez, attempting to shot putt each other across the dance floor to The Gay Gordon under a ceiling painted with Minoan priestess figurines in Morris print, Hellenistic* heroes made of Serrano ham and Delftware in a g-string. Such fun.

You probably know what a dropped stitch is, and how terrifying it can be to see it sticking out on the surface of your project. tenrowsaday.com/fix-dropped-... #knitting #knit #yarn #handmade #crafts #knitter #handknit #fiberarts #bskyknits #knitsky #diy #beginnerknitter #art #textiles #crochet

I ran over a racist in my wheelchair today, it really hurt him too. Such fun.

I keep hoping that R****mUK will behave so badly and govern so incompetently that by the time the GE rolls around, a dozen or more parties for racists will have sprung up to split their dwindling vote. But their voters don’t care about competence as long as RUK are hurting those they hate.

The crazy thing is I spent so much time defending this town. Saying that with some good management it could be a beautiful, lively place again. Well, they’ve just voted against getting that good management now. Enjoy your rotting shitpit people, you deserve it.

As nations we have been two dumbass drunk teen bros just one upping each other with how hard we can each punch ourselves in the nuts for some time now.

Well, Bocking is a pretty place but turns out that’s just a thin veneer over a pit of absolute slime. I now live in a Reform area. I just pray that I survive their evil and their incompetence. Still, it’s saved me from wanting to know my neighbours.

The whole Romance genre is Competence Porn with a choice of filter. (According to every theory of ‘why women love this problematic style/trope/hero’ I’ve seen lately anyway.)

Today started with a dentist trip - but good news, we don’t have to spend thousands on a private dentist! Whoot! Yay! Can I go back to bed now? It has been a busy weekend and I am a knackered pretzel of pain who can’t relax her dentist-tensed shoulders. Boh.

Met a nice receptionist! Rang up about a fresh medical issue (always a Friday 🙄) and she wanted my birthdate, didn’t understand me saying it so I just said “tomorrow”. She thought for a second and said “oh! That’s a rubbish birthday present!” Yes, yes it is, and thank you for understanding.

Vague post alert, but people have got to stop being sycophantic twerps for knitting influencers. You’re allowed to politely disagree with something they promote. Being the simp who twitters in on a cloud of emojis and labels everyone who doesn’t just take the nonsense a hater is a Really Bad Look.

That movie you’ve seen more than 6 times meme really flags up some divides - people born before and after streaming, neurotypicals and neurodivergents, even just people who actually like watching movies and people who just go for dates. Basically, it’s really shit, let it die.

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@centralbylines.co.uk what is going on in this news room? You guys need to clean house. Promoting Reform as a party with any competence for governing is out of touch with demonstrable reality, calling them anything but the dog whistling racist bigots they are is dereliction of duty.

In the last two days I’ve learned two bits of information on pollution and climate change and basically the wrong kind of snakes are getting bigger. We really need to lead with that. #teenytinytrousersnakes

With so much awful news, here is something to brighten your day:

Really? We should be "waging war" on fake politicians who pretend to be MPs, are paid fortunes by the British taxpayer, but who can't be bothered or trusted to turn up for work... even in the constituency where they were elected. #FakerFarage #ReformUK #ukpolitics #r4today #bbcnews

Honestly, my opinion of the NHS is only getting worse, and it’s not always a result of Tory policies. I know for sure though that the blue waffle pictured is only going to make it worse with his plans and his capitulations to lobbyists.

I got the yarn plied! It’s far from great, but I’m still very pleased. Except all of my other fluff is lost in the loft sooooooo… is there any way to unspin it so I can use it again? (Pretty sure e-spinners are addictive.)

A mug that detects when it’s full and beeps every few minutes to remind you to drink from it. #whatthetechworldshouldbegivingus

a handmade embroidery artwork titled "Manually embroidered cats" created by artist @ladyserebrennikova.

I borrowed an e spinner from my guild (I can’t treadle, so trad wheels are no go’s) and was expecting to remember absolutely nothing from my brief stint of drop spindling. Turns out my hands have a much better memory than my brain, and apart from the fact that I fight the fibre, I think I did good

I forgot about the carrot thing.

Voters have just today left to register to vote for the local elections taking place across England on 7 May. Anyone who wants to take part must register before 11.59pm tonight. Registering takes minutes at gov.uk/register-to-vote. Just need name, address & National Insurance number. Pass it on.

Happy 80th birthday to Tim Curry who has always, *always* understood the assignment.

I found a photo this morning of my mum eating tapas from years ago, then someone at the guild meet mentioned tapas and now I’ve just opened an app and it’s played a vid about a tapas place in Mayfair at me. I think the universe is telling me to eat tapas.

Talking to my cat about identifying our inner arseholes and not doing what they say.

I gave it another chance. It was painful to get through any scene with Mrs Bennet (literally - seething hurts the teeth) and I still dislike how they couldn’t let a woman be unlikable, thus denying us the pleasure of watching Mary actually grow. But it was charming and funny enough to entertain.

Just saw a post of someone saying they can’t decide if they miss music festivals or just being young, and when I was young I couldn’t afford music festivals but, tell you what I do actually 100% miss - clubbing.

‘Kay, so… from these comments it sounds like ‘pet deaths’ is the bot farmers new engagement bait du jour. So, fuck those soulless cynical bastards into the sun, and, unless you know the poster, stop liking the posts until they stop or move on to some other (probably equally gross) type of content.

Me: Onion rings and a bottle of wine for the table waiter: white or red? Me, trying to impress my date: whichever onion the chef prefers

HELP! Can I borrow you for 30 seconds? 🥰🌟 We want to track MP donations from people and organisations linked to private healthcare 🚨 AND we want to find out if meetings are happening between our policy makers+representatives from the private healthcare industry🚨 We’re …

So I had the first day out in the new chair! It went great… until my brain was hijacked by a display of tulips and I drove into a bollard. It was more of a boop than a crash, but still. So many witnesses. I had to loudly plead Tulip Fever between the hysterical giggles.

Kimberly-Clark in their FAFO era. 🤣

"sex doesn't belong in YA books" Listen, I learned more about birth control, menstruation, and how to get and give consent to different acts from Tamora Pierce books than I did from my school. There's a huge difference between smut and showing teens what healthy sexuality is.

The new chair arrived! The battery is on charge so first drive is upcoming but it’s here! Squeee! Though I have one gribble - it is perfectly stable, but the way that it looks like it’s going to tip over is STRESSING ME OUT. 😅

I want to be happy about the ceasefire- I just don’t believe US/Israel are going to stick to it. We KNOW how Israel behaves in Palestine, and Trump is a feckless twat with the MO and sticking power of a flu virus. I hope rather than believe. I hope the Iranians keep staying safe (as possible).

True perfection. These incredibly intelligent, driven and well trained people messed about like kids while he was drivelling, then said absolutely nothing. No platitudes, no being polite. Perfection.

Latest iteration - the two reels of pink sewing thread that were on my work table with the binding tape - until I went to put one in the machine. Binding tape was still there. No sign of either reel. *shakes fist at universe*