I'm afraid I dropped the Mavis and the Kidsilk and ran up a little bit of instant colour gratification. When I won the lovely Cheesehead's comments competition and she sent me some beautiful coral pink Louet Gems merino fingering, she also sent me some Americana in the form of four balls of washcloth cotton. You can see two of them here - one Peaches & Creme and one Sugar 'n' Cream.
I can remember knitting a cotton dishcloth many, many years ago which was just a plain old lump of garter stitch in white cotton. I must have knitted it at school, because when I took it home my mother laughed. I can't really say I blame her. This is an entirely different kettle of fish. It's the ballband pattern, which can also be found here, except that I accidentally did a variation. I'm going to try not to get obsessed, or at least not yet, but I can see that's going to be difficult. Criminy Jickets got obsessed and had a dishcloth deluge. I've put a washcloth jigsaw in the sidebar.
Talking about washcloths, the cutest one ever can be seen on the knitty bloggy baby bumbers blog. I'm racking my brains to think of someone who's expecting a baby.
I watched The Bourne Ultimatum the other night and was really disappointed. Too many chases and not enough plot. The script was poorer than the others and it had some really clunking lines; poor David Strathairn had to deliver a lot of them and had to look like possibly the stupidest man working at the CIA as he kept issuing orders which were either contradicted by Joan Allen or were executed and completely failed to achieve the desired effect. He kept telling people to do the things they would already have done and I kept expecting one of them to say, 'Well, d-u-u-h.' I decided some years ago that if I were watching a television drama and a character came in and said, 'Listen up, people,' it was probably a good idea to change channels. In the film, it's said three times. (Actually, they said, 'People, listen up,' but I don't think this is a big enough difference to support any claims of originality.) I sometimes think there's an inverse relationship between the amount of technology used in a film and the attention paid to the script
I found the scene in Waterloo Station at the beginning quite exciting, perhaps because I know the station and could understand where they were; in the other chases I lost track of that. But I kept on thinking that if Jason Bourne were trying to direct me away from assassins by giving me instructions over a mobile phone, I probably wouldn't last very long because I would be saying, 'What? Did you say left? Which escalator? I can't see a newsagent.'
It's a pity because I enjoyed the first two but I suppose as my mother used to say, you can have too much of a good thing.
What sad news tonight about Heath Ledger. He was a very gifted actor and was one of many excellent things about Brokebank Mountain; he gave the character of Ennis such depth. He was only 28.