Well, the beret is now finished. It looks really good, if I do say so myself. However, the pattern called for two balls of Twilleys Freedom Spirit wool, but I actually only used one (damn my tension!) so it has ended up quite small. It does fit on my head, but it's not a big floppy beret you could pull down over your ears - more a delicate little percher that sits unobtrusively at the crown. But I like it - I can imagine that I am a young French madamoiselle, walking across one of the bridges that spans the Seine, walking a little white dog called Fi Fi, smoking a Cafe Creme cigarello and reading a dog-eared paperback copy of an eighteenth century racy novel. I imagine I would be wearing a tightly belted shiny black mac and maybe have a spotty scarf tied around my neck, and wear bright red lipstick and stockings. Ha ha - all that from a beret!! I don't even smoke, so I don't know where the cigarello came from! I should write a book!!
The Moomin has just eaten half a toasted cinnamon and raisin bagel, and has now done a huge burp. She said pardon me though, so that's ok! Well, she actually says "puh meeeeee", but we know what she means!!! lol
