There’s a theme emerging in my mind today but I can’t put my finger on it. Aha! That’s what it is – fingers – well, fingers and toes, to be precise. This morning I had a slight margarine mishap when, trying to prise some from the tub which OH had polluted with yeast extract (OH complains loud and long if I leave so much as a homeopathic trace of jam in the marge but yeast extract is fine apparently) and promptly dropped a wodge of margarine on my slipper. I tried to pick it up with my fingers but it slithered away from me and in the process smeared itself all over the toes (I think they’ve change the recipe; it never used to be so slippery *.) Cursing as my rapidly-cooling toast waited on a plate, I proceeded to wipe it up with kitchen towel but only succeeded in deeper embedding the greasy spread into the pleated seams of the slipper. I gave it up and spread my toast with margarine (from the other tub) and jam, then I attacked the offending slipper with a wet wipe; I’m still not convinced that I got it all.
*the marge, not the slippers.
I’ve just finished knitting a hat for a friend in some lovely rainbow wool and since I have some left over from this and other projects I thought I might make myself some fingerless gloves. They’re not actually fingerless of course; they just have short fingers keeping the hand warm but enabling the wearer to actually do stuff. I’ve always been a fan of fingerless gloves but I’ve never actually knitted any so we’ll see how that goes. I would promise you a picture but it’s ages since I’ve actually been able to post a picture to this blog. Anyway however they turn out they will be wondrous. I’ve decided…
Happily I slept a lot better last night (a walk in the country often helps) so my brain is rolling up its sleeves and preparing to tackle the day’s work. And on Facebook I came across a story I’d written years ago as a writing exercise and I’ve decided it has potential, so I’ll be working on that. I’m going to leave you with Sesame Street, one of my favourite songs which is not quite about fingers and toes but as good as:
Trying to get the hang of Thursday…
Kirk out
Sarada Gray 
I now have three pairs of fingerless gloves; for specific reasons, I hasten to add, not because I am ludicrously acquisitive; the latest pair are what I call my ‘house gloves’, because I endeavour to keep them clean, for indoor use. They are Thinsulate brand, so very efficient because they are lined, but the only downside to this is that typing on my newer MacBook built-in keyboard is not so easy because of the added thickness, hence more typos; typing on the wireless keyboard that I use with my older MacBook is much easier because the action is different: vertical rather than horizontal 😉 Cheers, Jon.
I bought some expensive gloves last year that have ‘nodules’ on the fingers to allow things like using a phone, or picking things up when you are wearing them. Now it is winter, I can’t find them anywhere! I remember bus conductors in London wearing fingerless gloves so they could handle the change and the tickets. I have never owned any, as I always wanted my fingertips to be warm too. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
That’s typical! I can never find things when I really need them – usually because I’ve put them away somewhere ‘logical’
Yes, I put them somewhere ‘safe’. 🙂