'Fabergé egg cosies' (pattern in the book) made with small amounts of leftover yarns, and embellished with beads and sequins. Because if I can't afford a real Fabergé egg, I can at least afford a Fabergé egg cosy or two.
That's the fun of leftovers: it's worth keeping them as you never know what they can be turned into. And if you keep enough, they accumulate until you have enough to make something quite sizeable. Like this post, which is a collection of various leftovers that haven't made it into recent posts, but need tidying up before we go on holiday this weekend.
:: How to Be Alone had me completely engrossed. It's not an easy read (one of the essays is about 'difficult' books) but it's a very thought-provoking one, and I think Franzen is spot-on and ahead of his time in his analysis of contemporary reading and culture (this was published in 2002 and most of the essays were published in the 90s). Plus, the cover sold me the books before I'd even opened it. What a beautiful, evocative photo taken in this book store - enough to make you want to be a solitary, winter-evenings-in-the-city-reader for ever. (It must also qualify as one of the best books to read in public on your own if you don't want to be bothered.)
:: I've now moved onto The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton, at the suggestion of Rachel. But I'm not putting in a link as I really don't want to know how it ends, and am sure I'll peek at any review. I'm hooked.
:: One thing I meant to do before the holiday is organise my bulb order. Now is the time to get hold of the catalogues and spend an hour or so in a tulip reverie. When I get round to it, I'm buying mostly from Peter Nyssen (plus a few varieties from Bloms).
:: The Glamour of the Gods exhibition at the NPG is full of fabulous black & white portraits but feels a little hollow. All that air-brushing; I think I prefer Joan Crawford with her freckles and tiny wrinkles than with a Plasticene-smooth brow and porcelain skin (I suppose air-brushing is better than Botox, although both conspire to leave the viewer with a sense of unreality and manipulation). The portraits I liked most were the ones that made me swoon (Robert Taylor, Rock Hudson, Gary Cooper), just as the Hollywood studios intended.
:: I shall be taking part in the Warwick Words literary festival on Tuesday 4th October. (Great programme.)
:: On Saturday we are going away for the best part of two weeks. I have a fine pile of books left over from the last twelve months of good-but-failed intentions to take with me, and absolutely no plans other than to read and have a good time.
Thank you for the comments on Capital Cake. (Just to clarify, a book deal didn't fall through.) I'll be posting more reviews when I get back (and have eaten some more cake).