Just in time for twelfth night, as the decorations were coming down, this weekend's Sunday lunch with the guys was followed by the distribution of our not-very-Secret Santa. I got
this rather fab knitting book. I'm quite tempted by the little voodoo doll, the zombie egg-cosies and the mini gravestones. Of course, right now, I don't have anywhere near the skills even for simple things like that. I'm coming to the end of my first ball of yarn (three squares complete, perhaps one more to go), so I may well make a start on trying to learn purl stitch quite soon, with the black glittery yarn. If I can manage that, plus increases and decreases, I may actually be able to start making something other than squares!