Aren’t they fucking annoying. As I’m all for sharing I think I’ll attempt to infect you.

So for most of the last week I have had that song in my head. It came after reading a thread on Quora about why some English people say me instead of my. It went on a bit about how some people use it in court when addressing the judge and stuff like that. But one lines in the song is me loominthrumbs. So a video of the song was put at the end.

So after listening to it, it started to get in my head. And the way these things go I then had to find it on YouTube. So yeah it’s partly my own fault but without watching the video or listening to the song it spent 48 hours going round and round and round.

So what else has been going on? Tangling, card making, knitting, colouring and probably a few other things.

So I made this card a few weeks ago but as the birthday hadn’t happened yet I didn’t want to share it because I thought that if it’s seen here first that wouldn’t be fair. So here is the card o made:

I made another for a friend of the family that fixed mums Paddington Bear after Zoe decided to trash him. So after a really good repair job we wanted to say thank you so we did it with this card:

I’ve made another card this week for Harvey but I don’t want to share the picture yet as his birthday isn’t for another few weeks.

On to tangling now I’m back on the tangle train and I’ve been following along with Sandra’s videos on Facebook. Here are some of the tangles I’ve done:

So knitting, I said last time that I was going to knit a baby hat. Well I did and it went to a friend’s new granddaughter. The hat is pretty cute though. It wasn’t planned that way it was just something I was working on to use up wool then a friend said that she’d just become a new grandma of a little girl. So I said I’m knitting a pink hat would you like it?

The hat went to the new grandmother and she said that the mother love it. I’m not one of those stalker type people that want a picture of someone else’s kids wearing the hat. It’s enough just to be told that it’s liked is more than enough.

I’ve also done some knitting for Christmas. 1 gift down one more to go. Again not sharing photos as I don’t want to spoil the surprise.

I was going to knit a deathly hallows shawl for mum from the Harry Potter knitting book. But it’s a complicated pattern with beads and it’s something that takes a lot of concentration to make sure I don’t mess it up. As it’s got lots of lace work and holes in it that if you drop a stitch or mess up you’re pretty much screwed. So I didn’t really want to pressure myself and half kill myself trying to get it done so I decided that I’ll leave the shawl for a bit and do something else instead.

Something I have found out recently though is about wrapping paper at Christmas. I didn’t know but a lot of Christmas wrapping paper isn’t recyclable. So when you’re giving a gift at Christmas just remember that. Either go plain boring paper with a fancy tag, find stuff that can be recycled or stuff that can be used a few times like a gift bag.

I sorted out another online reiki share last week. They’re always fun. Everyone involved enjoyed it and got something from it so that’s great.

So that’s enough from me for now.

Oh yeah, just to make sure that song gets in your head, here are the lyrics:

I’ll sing you one oh,
Green grow my nadgers oh!
Audience: What is your one oh?
One’s the grunge upon my splod, masking my cordwangle.

I’ll sing you two oh,
Green grow my nadgers oh!
Audience: What is your two oh?
Two are me loominthrumbs, see how they jangle,
One’s the grunge upon my splod, masking my cordwangle.

I’ll sing you three oh,
Green grow my nadgers oh!
Audience: What is your three oh?
Three are the times I’ve lunged my groats,
Two are me loominthrumbs, see how they jangle,
One’s the grunge upon my splod, masking my cordwangle.

I’ll sing you four oh,
Green grow my nadgers oh!
Audience: What is your four oh?
Four’s my wurdler’s bent oh,
Three are the times I’ve lunged my groats,
Two are me loominthrumbs, see how they jangle,
One’s the grunge upon my splod, masking my cordwangle.

I’ll sing you five oh,
Green grow my nadgers oh!
Audience: What is your five oh?
Five are the woglers up my spong,
Four for my wurdler’s bent oh,
Three are the times I’ve lunged my groats,
Two are me loominthrumbs, see how they jangle,
Syd Rumpo: One’s the grunge upon my splod, it’s ruined
My cordwangle:
Wa-a-angle

And so you can sing along here is the track again:

Love and light.