I spent a fun week down in Kent with the infamous cousins whilst their parents were away on holiday. Had a giggle driving my aunt's 15-year-old Seat to Bluewater (looks like a tank as well as steering like one, the locks don't work and requires 4th gear at 25mph). Once there indulged in L's favourite sport - eating pizza whilst being indescribably cruel about passing strangers' outfits. Also tried on some truly horrendous outfits ourselves - including a strapless velour all-in-one with elasticated ankles at H&M. L refused to come out of the cubicle in hers, but both she and A had a good laugh at me looking like Andy Pandy.

Nothing exciting on the knitting front, I'm redoing a skirt which I buggered up the first time, but have a feeling it's going to a disaster again. Maybe I'm just not a skirt person. Or perhaps I ought to consult a pattern. That's what you get for trying to be clever.

Mom's birthday tomorrow, so I'll finally be able to post the pictures of the shawl I made her months ago.