I was in big trouble with Finn tonight as twice I promised to buy wool and twice forgot. He needed it for school tomorrow, in the form of a long pleat, which will go together with everyone elses to make some kind of Maori 'thing'.
I reassured him that our neighbours would definately have some. He was surprised that I should choose Dr Suzy first, as he saw Coleen or Pat as more likely knitters. Suzy's partner, Whitney, is a Mountain Guide and Beech...well, skateboarding king of Wanaka. But I just thought, start at the top of the street and work our way down.
Whitney was in his shed and said no, he didn't knit. But........(result!)....Beech crochets!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Suzy appeared and said she'd go raid Beechs room. Whitney said they didn't know whether to be pleased or worried. It is not unusual to find a bunch of skateboarding teenagers sitting in the living room crocheting and discussing colours. And sure enough, pinned to Beechs bedroom wall, next to his extensive skateboard dude hat collection, was about 9 multi-coloured crochetted headbands. Finn's eyes were agog! It's enough to master the skateboard, build up the confidence to get down the park - but how on earth was he going to learn this new thing. He came home clutching a ball of white wool, with Suzy and I dragging over a long and far too high 'rail' for doing tricks and, Whitney carrying a ramp. Suzy said she'd see Finn in the plaster room at the surgery before too long. I suppose I'll need to rake through the dump for a crochet hook next.
Meg says things are calm at school and the hormonal wave is over. But a northerly flow has replaced it, sweeping humid subtropical air over us and giving us very heavy, rain with temperatures of about 65F. Must have been the change that caused all the girls to fall out. As long as the rain and the tempers are well cleared by Wednesday as Meg heads up Lake Hawea for 2 nights of camping and tramping.
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