All the cool girls have nose studs….

The Kat who designed the Hat…

And the Kat in the Hat…

The Kat who designed the Hat may have heard me swearing at wool today (the Kat in the Hat unfortunately did) as I sewed and unsewed those goggles countless times! Sewing is not my thing. But I got there in the end.

Cool Hat huh? I was supposed to be making a baby one but as soon as my Kat set eyes on the pattern she had to have it. I blame the utter cuteness that is Theo…

I spent a lovely Saturday morning hooking with some Hillfoots ladies at Kat (who designed the Hat)’s first Crochet Workshop. There are more to come, but I’m going to have to get to work on her to add another hat design session cos I CANNOT MAKE THAT ONE!

So I came away with this Kit. It’s a Kat-Kit ha! The pattern, hook and all the wool needed to make Kat’s Copilot hat from newborn to adult size. Coming soon to Etsy. It’s a fabulous idea… anything that means me not working out what yarn to buy is a fabulous idea. Anything that keeps me and my Visa card out if luscious wool shops with no direction and no sense of proportion is a Good.Idea.

So yes, more workshops are planned – you must go to one – really.

Even if you’re cack-handed and can’t tell one end of a hook from another go for @JuliaRiddell1‘s cupcakes and Kat will have you crocheting before you’ve even noticed.

Kat’s blog was the first British blog I found. It took about two years for me to cross the divide that is the Ochil Hills and travel the long 45 minute drive to meet her. There’s something more than a bit special when you meet a blogger for the first time… especially when they are exactly who they are on their blog and you have that weird “I know you but I don’t know you but I do know you….” moment. Those are my favourite blogs. The ones inhabited by real people.

Kat’s blog is wonderful. Tis a thing of beauty. And is inhabited by very real people…

… with amazingly cool accents ;)

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What Paul Saw….

I downloaded the photos from the D40 yesterday, the camera Paul was mucking about with on our hike up a hill south of Perth.

Other than reducing them and creating collages I’ve done nothing else to them. No cropping or straightening or sharpening or exposure correction. Nothing.

Paul saw…. a rabbit hole, the path ahead, a pretty contrail and the top of the hill.

He also saw me, pylons and his Dad (and he said to me “You’ve looked better” – cheers son)

Sheep and more of me and his Dad (trying to get me looking better I assume…)

And a fern, he wanted to show the fern…

Did I already mention that I haven’t cropped a single one of these?

They are exactly as he took them.

Hmmph.

He’s 6 so I call it Beginner’s Luck.

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Mini Me

I must check the card he had…..

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Xited

There’s a tumble down wreck of a farm cottage on the A9 south, just after Blackford as you travel towards Glasgow.

For as long as I can remember it’s had “Welcome to Perthshire” daubed on the south facing side and “Free Scotland” on the north.

I’ve always wanted a photo of it.

Everytime I pass it I think to myself “I must stop and get a photo of that….”

It’s been tarted up a bit recently.

Rather than the faded slogan of forever, someone has been at it with a bit of blue, a bit more white.

Today I stopped.

I’m not the only one “Xited” for 2014 then.

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