Haven't been to that area in more than ten years, after a painful breakup with a control-freak dickhead boyfriend in 2000 - the relationship almost exactly coincided with my residence at the foot of Portway Hill. I'd forgotten how much I liked the whole area, because said dickhead got into some VERY pervy things after we broke up (for which I convinced myself I was somehow responsible) and I developed an unnatural fear of the entire area, which has absolutely nothing to do with anything. Felt just fine about it yesterday (if a little disoriented - my mental map of the area is 11 years out of date). So, a good few ghosts laid to rest yesterday. But anyway, I digress...
J made me a plate of sandwiches and a salad and we got on like a house on fire. She showed me her knitting "shed" - a lovely custom built room in the garden, so jealous! Then the others arrived and we had such a good time I didn't want to leave. W especially impressed me as due to some severe health problems he has a short-term memory problem - but the machine knitting keeps his mind turning. I've no doubt they'll all bring some lovely garments to show off next month. Looks like I'll be demonstrating my favourite passap sock pattern next month. It's such a pity I'm now a good 50 miles away on the 't'other side of the Midlands now. Ah well, ya can't have it all your own way! Might avoid having a coffee though - still buzzing when I got home and didn't sleep last night.
Right, that turned out to not be a very quick post. The bath calls me! G'night!
PS post title - Passaps use strippers, which are orange, black or blue. Yeh, machine knitting "in joke", sorry! :)