Missing in inaction

So, there I was last August; new computer, improved internet connection, helpful book on blogging, all ready to breathe life back into this blog and then things happened.  Not creative, exciting things; nor (thankfully) major trauma and upheaval; just a wearisome, spirit-sapping agglomeration of illnesses, foul moods and exhaustion.  And the mixed blessing of an uninvited guest who stayed for about 10 weeks!  I wasn't going to inflict that on anyone.  (At least, not via the blog.  I must not forget to sing the praises of Mr Caught Knitting who has put up with, and continues to put up with, a great deal.)  Now, nearly 6 months on and after two unrelated bouts of surgery), a lot of rest and a determined healthy-eating campaign I'm slowlyhealing.

I have precious little knitting to report (I've only knitted two things in the last 12 months; a shawlette and a cowl; both were completed in January when I needed mindless knitting to stop me clawing at a surgical incision that was healing up.).  But Mr CK and I had a rather wonderful trip to Salisbury in early February.  It had the lot; winter sunshine, amazingly good food ( Anokaa for the most inventive and appetising Indian foodhttp://www.anokaa.com/, Fisherton Mill http://fishertonmill.co.uk/the-cafe/ for the freshest of light lunches, and the scrummiest of cakes), treasure of a guesthouse http://www.booking.com/hotel/gb/merivale-house.html?aid=336478&label=BBDSP and photo opportunites galore.  Here are some of my favourites:

I'm not sure how often I'll be able to blog over the next few months (I have much catching up to do: City & Guilds coursework, untidy heaps of who-knows-what to excavate and, when my spirits life a bit more, socialising to resume) but I'm off to SkipNorth in a week's time so will try to remember my camera.  I'm not sure that a knitting break is ideal for someone with no time to knit, no space/money for stash enhancement and an increasing desire to retreat from the world but it will be a chance to catch up with some very dear friends and I can escape into Haworth village or onto the Worth Valley railway if it all gets too much!  Watch this space.