Those of you who have been anxiously waiting for my exam results (er, right - just me then) will be pleased to know that they were better than expected, and good enough to confirm that I'll be starting medical school in September. I'm so excited about this, and so shocked, amazed, overwhelmed and generally taken aback that I can't do very much more at the moment than laugh, dance around the kitchen or stare out of the window.
Since I know you're really here to read about knitting and other things yarn-related, meet the project in the wings. (Lady Eleanor is bigger, and she looks exactly the same).
This is Rowan Polar, which I was lucky enough to buy from Liberty for £2 a ball. Yes, 'Liberty' 'Rowan' and '£2' can meet in one sentence, if you are ignorant enough to go in search of a discontinued yarn. This had been ordered by someone who hadn't picked it up, so it languished in their basement, until I rescued it in my innocence and was offered it at a marked down price. It's going to be knitted into a one-colour treeless Apocalypse Tree Hoodie for my sister. And on the way home from picking up my results I bought this from a second-hand book shop that opened today just around the corner from the college.
Am I insane?
Let's just call it euphoria.