Hamilton is not finished yet. I've lots of ends to darn, and four more rows on the bottom edging. I'm running out of yarn, and my last hope (unless I want to buy another ball) is that I have some remnants at work. Hope so. Will find out tomorrow if I've chucked them or not.
Hamtilon - the final edging.
There are so many wonderful patterns out there. I know that I ought to be working on Martha, or Wisteria, or my sockapal2zer socks, or my addsellbuy exchange, but I just can't help looking around for future wips, after all my wips list is well into single figures, and, just as some people aren't comfortable with too many projects, I'm not comfortable with too few.
Billy is spending two weeks in the office, on work experience. Light office work, nothing too taxing.
So for two weeks he has to:
Work a full day in the office (well 9-5)
Commute from Southfields via Wimbledon to Waterloo.
Chris gives him £20 for lunch for the week. What's a 15yo boy to do with all of that dosh?
1) buy batteries for his cd player (mp3 out of action)
2) skip breakfast, buy a burger at wimbledon station, and eat it (whilst listening to loud music) on the packed commuter train.
3) buy a Macdonalds for lunch.
4) Day 2 - vary the breakfast - try a cornish pastie, eat it on the train.
5) Day 2 - vary the lunch - buy a burger, but from Jennys.
So he's out of money now and full of crap.
He's used to finishing school at 3pm. Today he left work at 5pm, and should have been back within the hour. I got home at 7.30 and no sign of Billy. Only the second day, and he's so shattered that he's fallen asleep on the train and ended up 'in the country'. Arrived back (starving) about 8 pm tonight. 3 hour commute home!
We've suggested that he eats his breakfast before boarding the train (I doubt he'll be on cereal this week!). It's easy to get complacent with a bright, articulate (sometimes) 15yo, and forget just how much they don't know yet.