Showing posts with label Sock Wars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sock Wars. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
It's Official
There are other people as mad as me, honest! Read about them here, in the Wall Street Journal.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
RIP
As you can see, by the power of Sock Wars, I am slain by Scar in James C Brett "Marble", a formidable weapon wielded firstly by Sockmice and then Padiham Assassin.
What a way to go... with toasty feet...
Thank you ladies!
Saturday, October 20, 2007
cough... splutter...
... cough... cough... splutter... what's that pain?... oh, it's Padiham Knitter... I think she's shot me... I wonder how long I have left...tell A I love him... splutter...
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Take aim...
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Reporting From The Front Line
Sock Wars II started today. The pattern was due to be released today, so I got up bright and early, only to discover that my secret dossier, containing pattern and details of my target arrived in my Inbox about 10 minutes after I went to bed last night!!
However...
For the frst time so far this term, all planning was in and on the Head's desk Friday lunchtime. A was sent out on a refueling mission and indeed has been keeping me stocked with caffeine all day. The cats have generally steered clear.
"And?" I hear you cry.
And...
For the first time ever in her life, Little Miss Slow Knitter has knit a sock in a day.

Well, okay, so I haven't grafted it, but hell, I need real daylight for that!
I need to get a move on, because my target is in the States, whereas my assassin is here in the UK... and it now appears the postal strike may be off.
Knit, knit like the wind!
However...
For the frst time so far this term, all planning was in and on the Head's desk Friday lunchtime. A was sent out on a refueling mission and indeed has been keeping me stocked with caffeine all day. The cats have generally steered clear.
"And?" I hear you cry.
And...
For the first time ever in her life, Little Miss Slow Knitter has knit a sock in a day.
Well, okay, so I haven't grafted it, but hell, I need real daylight for that!
I need to get a move on, because my target is in the States, whereas my assassin is here in the UK... and it now appears the postal strike may be off.
Knit, knit like the wind!
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