Saturday, February 23, 2008

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!

Monday, February 18, 2008

Hart's Pub Dates

Latest list of Dates for Hart's Pub
  • Mon 25th Feb
  • Mon 10 Mar
  • No meeting Mon 24 Mar (Easter Monday)
  • Mon 7 Apr
  • Mon 21 Apr
  • Mon 5 May
  • Mon 19 May
  • Mon 2 Jun
  • Mon 16 Jun
  • Mon 30 Jun
If we're not in the small lounge area, look for us upstairs. Start time is 6.30ish.

We are more fun than this knitting meeting

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Sunday, February 17, 2008

My Darling, My Lamp post

For those of a certain age who remember the Young Adult books by Paul Zindel, it may seem like an attempted homage. However, it also had to do with Valentines Day (My darling) and the idea of knittagging to handy items in Martin Place (My lamppost). As it was we didn't manage the lamppost and used a tree instead. The pink tag on the right of the screen has "My darling, my Lamppost" written on it.


If you look closely you may be able to see a heart design in the centre.

Apparently, not many of the tags survived for long the next day, but stay tuned for more photos.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Sydney stitch n bitch knit tagging event!

On Wednesday night this week Sydney Stitch n Bitch is having a knit tag night (see http://www.boingboing.net/2006/04/22/knitta-please-urban-.html) in the city to say goodbye to one of our members who is leaving for Canberra. That's the night before Valentine's Day so we'll be tagging on a love theme, to give the commuters something to see the next day. If you are interested in coming along drop us a line in the comments field on this post and we'll give you the details. It's only a couple of days away but it only takes an evening to knock up a couple of squares or rectangles to put up somewhere and we will have a couple of spares, so feel free to come along even if you don't have time to prepare.

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