Hello everyone. We will be opening again on Tuesday 12th January 12pm. We are trying to install hot water and a radiator, and it's a bigger job than expected. We do miss you and look forward to seeing you soon x
'I've Been Thinking Of You' is an international sewing circle, started by Katherine from Bournemouth. Her first meeting is on January 13th, between the hours of 12 noon and 12 midnight, but don't worry - you don't have to go to Bournemouth, you can sew from anywhere in the world, and meet all the other participants on her blog at IBTOY.Blogspot.com
Good luck stitchers, I hope you form a wonderful community.
After weeks of watching modern men, shiver in inadequate winter clothing, how lovely to find these pictures of Keith Richards looking reassuringly solid in a warm arran polar neck, with chunky cables.
Handsome on any man, possibly in Swaledale - If he is hard enough.
When I was about 10, we chose this jumper for Dad for Christmas. It was a radical departure at the time, because it wasn't blue or grey, but red with a pattern on.
Dad has worn it every Christmas since, but this year, the jumper disintegrated having being attacked by moth.
Knitted in Shetland, the fabric is rather comforting, so I've saved what I could.
With the 'Speedweave' darning aid and an orange and satsuma as templates for heal and toe, I converted the back of the jumper into a pair of socks.
Father Christmas has become very keen on knitting anthropology.
Here are two 'Cumbrian' knitters, one from Whitehaven and one from Keswick, both of whom seem sturdy lasses.
Louise pointed out that the Whitehaven lady is dressed like a Welsh lady and there is a Whitehaven in Wales. We shall have to track down Alex Lovell, photographer, to find out where this portrait took place.
Our last day trading for 2009 was 23rd December when we closed early at 5pm and went for fish and chips followed by Public Image Ltd. at the Electric Ballroom.
Prick Your Finger is not a limited company, it is a partnership; but our public image, and the public image of all our customers and artists, is very important, and we would like to thank Johnny Lydon for his inspiration.
On stage, after greeting us he said 'We have a lot of work to do this evening,' and so we all did.
PIL were never a band but a company. Our part seemed as important as theirs and none of us would ever want to be categorized.
This was not the original band, but new PIL, funded by Johnny Lydon's butter advert. All new gigs were recorded and the CD sold at the end of the gig, to fund the making of a new album, with no record company interference. We like that.
We were too young to see PIL the first time round and of course it wasn't like it was, but the songs are so good and his voice and presence extraordinary. He explained his need to sing these songs at this time in his life, and we needed him to sing them for this time in our lives.
Anarchy had never seemed so warm, friendly, and achievable. We felt like guided warriers, with plenty of drive, who will not surrender under any circumstances.
Thank you Johnny, I hope you wouldn't mind me saying your gig was like a big cuddle.