It's been a while since my last blog post and a lot has changed over the last few months. My previous posts were all about being a graduate and how I was coping with the shock of the real world. Well, I'm still coping with the shock of the real world but as it's 2015 and indeed a good six months since I graduated, I think I must officially call myself a grown up...
This year will be the first in quite a while that we haven't gone on a holiday by car. We will be flying to Sardinia, which presents me with a bit of a problem. My knitting and crochet. In a people carrier it doesn't matter if you sneak in a couple of extra projects to keep you happy - just in case you understand.
With World War I and its horrors so much in the public mind I wanted to share the impact that this war to end all wars had on the day-to-day life of women and children in this country through the most normal of items - a knitted sock. The formidable Queen Mary led the movement to keep our troops warm during winter in the trenches, when Lord Kitchener asked her to undertake the huge task of providing 30,000 pairs of socks for our brave lads.
Julia Gillard, who just wants to get on with being Prime Minister, and keeps being reminded that she's a woman and is therefore inferior at everything. Julia is in Australian Women's Weekly this week, with a picture of her knitting a kangaroo for the royal baby. The internet, the opposition party, several news outlets and some knitting purists are up in arms.