Bombing Sydney with love

The knit tag night was a riot and Valentine's morning was a sight to behold. To be honest I wasn't sure if any of them would make the night given how keen security usually are to get rid of such threatening and scary items, but most of them were still there in all their glory.

Sadly, it turned out I was lucky to get these shots when I did, because only moments later cleaners realised the terrible risk they were causing to humanity and took several of them down. Phew, thank goodness we have the boys in orange to keep us safe. Here they are saving us from the pink peril:

And here's the moment when several days worth of knitting make their way to their final resting place. RIP. Amen.

There was however, one adornment that didn't end up binside, and that was the scarf and trotter cuffs on Il Porcillino, the wild boar who stands outside the Sydney Hospital:

Turns out Il Porcy is used to a little flashy garb from time to time. Being Italian, I suppose that fits.

Porcy's trotter cuffs have heart labels that ask "Do my trotters look big in this?". Some other Valentine's-appropriate labels for the evening included:

1. Thank you. Sorry. I love you. Your top is nice. Have you had a haircut. Looks good.

2. Sorry I didn't apologise earlier. John.

3. Thanks for putting out the garbage.

4. Love is over-rated.

5. No matter how cute or funny a man is, there is a woman who is sick of him.

7. My darling. My lampost.

8. I love my dad.

9. Some people think chocolate is a substitute for love. Sensible people know it is the other way round.

10. I think therefore I'm single.

11. Thank god I got the children.

12. Maybe if this tag is witty enough someone will love me.

13. When it comes to relationships, bourbon bourbon bourbon.

14. No you hang up first...

15 I heart sydney. I heart knitting.

16 I heart canberra.

17 Love is always a little rough around the edges

...and on Porcy:

18 All pigs are pigs

20 Pig love. If you really loved me you wouldn't walk away after rubbing my nose.

21 Love's a boar and then you snort.

Thanks to everyone who came along and made it a very memorable farewell party. I am thinking that a knit tagging event like this is something we should do on a regular basis. Maybe I will even find some people in Canberra to do this too!

PS: Looks like we've been spotted http://www.flickr.com/photos/katlu/2269435773/?addedcomment=1#comment72157603926018439

Back to the really important stuff

April has reminded me that I haven't said anything about my knitting for a very long time. All this putting the house on the market and preparing to move has taken over a lot of these things, but I am just now starting to get a bit of time to fiddle around with yarn again.

I'm not doing any serious yarn projects at the moment (tho I do have a few sitting in the background waiting for me to get back to them - Rogue jumper, I'm talking about you). What I am doing is a whole bunch of crazy fuzzy rectangles in preparation for my going away knit-tagging party that I'll be having when I leave Sydney sometime in the next 2 months.


This is what I've done so far. You can see that tastefulness is not an issue!! The only requirement here is that the wool is cheap and bright. Let's face it, if you're going to be wrapping a street pole with it, you don't want to be spending money on it!:

Look out Sydney

It's drunken knit-tagging time again! The folks from Stitch and Bitch and I have been planning to have a few drinks and b0mb Martin Place with knit-tags to celebrate my imminent departure. I'm thinking "I heart Sydney" might be the appropriate label to have hanging off the tags. I've got some crappy bits of leftovers and some nasty fluff I found for 99c a ball at Spotlight and am cobbling them up on big fat needles (you don't wanna waste time on this stuff - it's only going to get rained on). So I'm inviting anyone who wants to take part in a little bit of clandestine activity. Knit something if you can, but if you can't just come along and help put it up. Date to be advised, but it will be after APEC!