Friday - 13th October

Do blogs come to a halt when the weather gets bad?  Red sunsets, red virginia creepers line the fence, weather that is both cold and wet with the benefit of a cold wind as well - hallo Autumn.

Last couple of days I have been worried about my son, he doesn't answer the phone, mobile or land.  Since he inherited his father's house, he now lives alone and I worry about his type 1 diabetes.  But then an email appears in my mail box, Hi mum, and the world settles down into  a pattern I need.  He had wandered back to the Bristol flat for a few days to be with friends.  For someone who works with computers his adherence to a mobile phone is terrible.  He manages his diabetes well, though it was a worry to me, remember buying him a tagged chain to wear warning that should he be found unconscious than it was a lack of glucose which was the problem.  I remember the story of a young man in London sitting on the edge of a pavement drunkenly talking to his terrified mum, who was more concerned that her son would end up in a police cell without a proper medical report on his diabetes and not knowing where he was.

As my ankle gets better I have decided to spin and ordered some blue faced leicester, which hopefully I will dye when spun into hanks.  I occasionally look at my table loom regretfully but the setting up of the warp would be difficult.

Just noticed it is a Friday 13th, and Ophelia is on her way!

Knitting sheaves in Whitby - fascinating