The Emergency Fiver…
Last week, I sold some knitting stash I didn’t need (i.e. a few balls of yarn) to a friend from my weekly knitting circle. Not having enough cash on her at the time, my friend (C.) asked her mum (J.) to make up the shortfall. J. did, giving me a crisp new £5 note. We joked about that, because usually £5 notes are scraggy and very well-used. I promised that I would only use it in an emergency.
So, yesterday when I again saw C. and J., I told them that I had, indeed, used the crisp new £5 note in an emergency. I had, I told them with a grave face, used it to buy myself a strawberry daiquiri at TGI Friday’s on Friday night. The emergency was, of course, simple.
My strawberry daiquiri glass was empty.
*grins*
Cthulu …
Is it wrong that I should get excited about a pattern to knit Cthulu?