I have unintentionally collected an array of gloves, many of which have holes & marks and which I wouldn’t wear again. I love the fingerless pair a friend’s mum knitted for me, but they are fingerless, their very name highlights a vital flaw for wearing beyond the beginnings of autumn. My collection serves as a reminder of what has failed me. Perhaps Father Christmas will deliver me a new pair tonight! Merry Christmas everyone!
I’ve always dreamt about being braver and trying something different with my life, so I am taking the plunge and quitting my job. Gone will be the reliable Monday to Friday and regular pay cheque for me; I’m embarking on a new adventure! Who knows where this could lead?