The sad case of the wine-and-yarn in the nighttime...

 

There I was last night, enjoying a small glass of red wine, admiring the yarn that Alison had sent as the prize for winning a blog competition....

....and what I really want to know is this - why is it times like this that one, erm, chucks the bl**dy stuff all over the place has a minor incident with the wine????? And why is it that while I feel bad enough about spilling wine on YARN, I feel kind of guilty because it has been given to me.....But all is not lost. I am going to overdye it. Instead of the lovely soft pinks and fresh grass, it's going to end up....wine coloured, I guess.

Edit: And look here - now you can see why I am SO naffed off with myself. No more being tiddly in charge of great yarn!!!!!

What's for dinner, darling?

 

One of those days....

 

You know the kind...

The kind of day when you spend ages creating a post - uploading pictures, finding links, writing out recipes/patterns, that kind of thing.

Then Blogger eats the post

It's the kind of day when you go to make some toast - and you burn it

The sort of day that finds you heading to the bread bin - and realising that you just burnt the last of the bread....

Oh well, back to the drawing board. The Last Post has gone - goodbye, farewell, I may try to resurrect your glory on the future.

Meanwhile, I've been saving up lots of this

And doing some of this......

...to get this

Looks pretty gross, right? And it was actually, MR India said he would divorce me if I ever did it again would I please not boil up coffee grounds when he is in the house.

So, what I have actually been doing is trying to dye yarn with coffess grounds. Apparently coffee contains a natural mordant, so 'all' you need to do is boil the saved up grounds for a couple of hours, strain the liquid off and then boil your fibre in it for an hour or so.

The big challenge now will be to rinse the coffee out without felting the fibre. To this end, I am letting the fibre cool completely so it won't get the kind of nasty shock that makes all of the scales cling to each other in fright.

Another problem is going to be those little coffee grounds that escaped when I was filtering. But then, these little hiccups are 'part of the irregularities that add to the charm of a handcrafted product.'
Right?