Saturday, 9 June 2007

Knitting in Public

Well, hardly... very few of us there today. I thought I'd show the sock to the public, so this is me doing my best Yarn Harlot impression, with the sock and the view from Heather's studio.

Low attendance could've been due to the weather, which was miserable, or more likely the hostage drama taking place just round the corner. If, like normal people, we actually bothered to listen to the radio, we might've known what all the police cars and fire engines were there for. But no, we just stared a bit, parked, and headed on to Kraft. Later we realised that the sound we'd heard when we were getting out of the car, the one that sounded a bit like a gunshot, was, in fact, a gunshot.

I'm reminded of the last hostage drama I came close to: wandering through town in my usual vacant state, I was so busy staring at all the actual real live people and pretty buildings and general outdoors-ness that it wasn't until a man in a bulletproof vest shouted at me that I realised I'd sauntered through the only gap in the police barriers and was standing in front of a bank ... in mid-holdup. People with guns were staring fixedly at me. And past me at what were presumably more people with guns inside the building. I've never moved so fast to get out of the way.

So I'll leave you with some nice peaceful photos of the Kraft meeting - that's Heather and Gabby on the left, making things, and Leia on the right, at her first Kraft meeting, doing the unimpressed baby thing. Really the epitome of that tea-towel I've been seeing around the internets: "Keep calm and carry on."

It's what we do here.


Cristina Salgueiro said...

do you live close to te shots that happend last night?
isn't that crazy!!
That is why Paulo didn't want to stay in joubgr, and we moved here to somerset, there is also crime, but maybe it is a peacful crime:)
and what about this weather, ggrrrr.
if it rains more i thing i'm going to buy a boat:)

Jesse said...

Luckily everything was resolved after 8 hours - I can't even begin to imagine how terrifying it must have been.

And can't stop thinking about the wierdness of carrying on with daily stuff while all these mad things are going on.

Francesca said...

I am a little like you, all 'head in the clouds' while i'm walking around. Glad to hear you are safe and sound.