Super Monkey: Ooh. I can get 10% off at Woolly Workshop.
The Professor: Ooh.
Two days later…
Git.
I’ve only just finished knitting up his previous pile of sock yarn and was making a goodly dent in my stash.
Screw it. I went to Inter Knit Cafe to fight fire with fire.
If you’re ever in the area you HAVE to visit. It’s just how yarn shops should be. All friendly and yarny. It’s my new happy place.
Later that same day…
He was the last one in the shop and he looked really poorly with his two teeth and his tuft of hair. I felt sorry for him. The women in the shop gave me a funny look, but he’s safe now and that’s what’s important. Buggering hard to take a photo of a camel on a spring. Who’d a thunk it? Dunno what his name is yet. He’s going to live above where I sit on the sofa with a string around his ankle so I can tug on it when I get excited.
When I was a nipper my mum told me that when I grew up and had a house of my own I wouldn’t want it to be full of toys and crap and I’d keep it tidy and clean. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA.
