A sprint towards the finish line

More about the neighbours

I've been chatting to my neighbours (the human ones this time) and they have been filling me in on all the gossip about Mr and Mrs Peacock. Mr Peacock was originally abandoned. Someone simply flung him over the wall of our other neighbours at the big house , makes you think doesn't it? What sort of person abandons a peacock? Anyway, after a year or so M'lady of Manor felt it was time to play matchmaker and Mrs Peacock was duely purchased. The couple have been inseparable every since, although I must say I do think Mrs Peacock is a saint to put up with his posturing and shrieking, but still no little peacocks. Now that the gardens are coming into bloom they are pretty busy with visitors so the Peacocks come up to our part of the world for a little peace and quiet. They like to gaggle with the geese, philosophise with the ponies and harass the dogs. Mr Peacock has been seriously strutting his fabulous stuff lately so maybe, just maybe there will be some babies, unless of course he is just all about the tail....

This week I did manage to finish this little rabbit. It is a Debbie Bliss pattern. Poor thing has been languishing, headless, in my basket for almost a year. She is now complete and I did intend her as a gift to someone who is about to become a big sister, unfortunately Tilly is delighted with Miss Holly (her idea) so I may have to knit another, we'll see.

Tomorrow is one of those school inset days and then things return to normal and my house should get the good clean it is in desperate need of since the Easter holidays began. I'm not especially fussy but even the dogs are beginning to look rather disgusted with the state of the place. We have had fun these holidays though and some splendid weather this last week has made for great adventures outside. In fact the children have been outside so much I'm not quite sure how they have managed to make so much mess inside, I guess they are very quick about it as they are passing through. Oh, by the way, who thought a sledge could only be useful in snow? Tilly demonstrates the only way for a girl and her buggy to travel.