Easter weekends are usually busy times for clergy and their wives and ours was unusually full but this time we back pedalled on church commitments and threw ourselves into family support as a small but dedicated team worked madly to make habitable what the small person calls ‘the builders’ house’. The vicar (still vicarious of course but with no parish responsibility since retirement) declared this to be the first Easter in more than 40 years when his duties were not the main focus of the rest of his family. Gallant fellow that he is, we let him take things easy and kept him from the hurly burly of unpacking.
Somehow in amidst all this furious activity the small person managed to have the most marvellous Good Friday that he will possibly ever have (erm, in which observation of religious custom played no significant part but he did come to church on Sunday). In the morning he pitched up at Lord’s Cricket Ground (HQ of international cricket and a much loved venue – I add, for non UK readers). In the splendid Indoor Cricket Academy he was given a taste of the interaction of willow bat and red ball and then, as if that wasn’t enough, at teatime he found himself in No 10 Downing Street where the Prime Minister’s Easter Egg Hunt was in full swing (an annual event for political journalists and their families). It may take some living of life before any Friday will ever quite measure up to this one! The week end saw yet more Easter Egg hunts, one in his own garden and one after church, which was great for granny as I felt no need to buy him some highly commercial elaborately boxed concoction and made do with a few little chocolate animals instead.
Meanwhile Daughter No 1 has just rung me with the news that the Prime Minister has called a general election on the 8th of June. All those political journalists who were enjoying Theresa May’s hospitality hunting for Easter eggs last Friday will either be whooping for joy (because they love the rough and tumble of the hustings) or, if you have a wife who is about to have a baby, they may well be feeling a little weary. Paternity Leave which is anyway rather minimal with this sort of job, has probably just flown out of the window for one of our nearest and dearest.
And talking of babies, this is my latest little jumper – another of Debbie Bliss’s baby polo shirts (from Baby Cashmerino Bk 3). The Fair Isle design comes from 200 Fair Isle Designs by Mary Jane Mucklestone, Search Press, 2011 and as you can see from the sample shown above I tried a couple of colour combinations before settling on the one that I thought worked best. The main colour is silver and all colours are from Debbie Bliss’s Baby Cashmerino range. The result is a dear little jumper and I may well end up knitting more.