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  • December 19, 2018

    17th December 2018

     A Brief Knitivity Newsletter

     

      DO NOT PANIC! I am not going to suggest you grab you knitting needles and whip up a knitted nativity by the 25th of December. There really is enough pressure on us all at this time of year as it is.

      Now, this really is the shortest newsletter I have ever written, my husband will heave a sigh of relief, he's my chief proof reader, and rather than pointing out catastrophic errors and ambiguities in grammar and spelling, he normally gives a snort and mutters under his breathe "you do go on rather a lot"!
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  • November 15, 2018

    15th November 2018

    Simple linen knit T.shirt,
    plastic on our beaches and I'm so sad.

    Peek of the store
      The photograph above serves two purposes. Firstly, for those of you from out of town, or overseas it gives you a little peek of our store. We like to think we are a modern wool shop, but that we also have character, history and integrity. All our shop fittings, the shelving, the sofa, display tables and interesting knik-knaks are all are recycled, re purposed, acquired or inherited. Even Harry, my Labrador is recycled.
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  • November 15, 2018

    1st November 2018

    My Dog Has A Drink Problem and Rowan Summer Instore


      This super cute photograph is of Harry my adorable Labrador. Many of you will have spotted him in his basket under the counter. Harry is a hit with young children and happy to be cuddled and patted, he is better than any toy box.  Harry is an extremely special little fella. 
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  • September 28, 2018

    28th September 2018

    I'm back from Blighty... great parents, great pals and a fantastic bottle of Dubonnet! 

    Isn’t Jet Lag a wonderful thing? I've  been back from my trip ‘home’ to England a couple of weeks now. I landed back in  Auckland at 4 O' clock in the morning. Given the ungodly hour my husband had instructed me to get an Uber. To my surprise, and immense gratitude,  Neil was waiting for me in the arrivals hall. I  guess, that after nearly 30 years of marriage,that's his way of saying  'I have missed you'.

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  • August 10, 2018

    7th August 2018

    I’m packing my bags and leaving for England...

      Next week I am off to visit my parents in England. Mum and Dad live in a beautiful village on the edge of the Peak District. They are fiercely independent and live in a cosy little bungalow, with a beautiful garden.
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  • July 20, 2018

    19th July

    Crazy Wool Lady Abandons Dog At Devonport New World!

     I can’t decide whether yesterday was a good day or a bad day. It all started rather well, it was my day off work and I planned to take Harry, my dog, to Takapuna Beach. Harry is a ‘change of career guide dog’. After 18 months of training it was apparent that he was just not cut out for the pressure and responsibility of being a Guide Dog.
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  • May 25, 2018

    18th May 2018

    Nuptialem Horrobilis 

      Her Majesty is not amused. She has an important engagement this Saturday and all is not going according to plan.
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  • February 22, 2018

    22nd February 2018

    Charlie's Angels, ABBA, & All Things Groovy


    Classic 70's.... Cork platformed sandals,
    flared jeans and twisted ankles
     
      I was an extremely solitary child, not really very lonely, but happy with my own company and able to entertain myself. Having extremely frugal parents it’s probably a good job that I was able to make my own entertainment.
       The 1970’s spanned most of my primary school education and some of my secondary school years. The 1970’s was a decade like no other, it was packed with innovation and excitement and for ‘most’ children it was simply fabulous. 
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  • February 2, 2018

    2nd February 2018

    Free pattern & Ramblings of a Middle Aged Woman 

                                                           
    A huge box of wool arrived earlier last Tuesday. It was my day off, my lovely colleague Marya was working. Marya knows me well, she left the delivery untouched, apart from having a little peek.  It’s my shop, I’m the boss and I get first dibs.  First thing Wednesday morning I speedily unpacked bag after bag of the finest and most glorious New Zealand merino wool. No shopkeeper relishes a store devoid of customers but thankfully for me, and probably for anyone who dared to cross the threshold, I was totally alone. I fondled, snorted, cuddled and stroked ball after ball, of the probably the best merino wool in the world.
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