Summer stuff

Some thing done this summer... I got a drum carder:



And carded some batts:



And spun some yarn:



And did some demo in the kitchen:



And now I'm off to pick blueberries.

Coming up for air...

Oof. For the last month I've been renovating and moving. Just 500 metres away, but the new place is much, much nicer - and it's all mine! (And the bank's. But I'm the one with the keys.) There was loads of work to be done, though it may not look like it:

Before and after:



You know, looking at the picture you might be tempted to say that before is better than after (minus the horrid early 90s lamp), but believe you me, picture does not tell all. The old, dirty wallpaper that was full of nail holes is off and the walls have been painted, painting the ceiling white made the room higher, and finally having the old, yellowed and badly scratched birch parquetry floor sanded and refinished made it like a completely new floor.

You might think that I've had no time for anything else, but you'd be wrong. The Tour de Fleece was luckily completed just in time before everything started (and yes, I spun every day and even completed my challenge of spinning silk), but even in the middle of all the fuss I found reaching for my spindle. I've been meaning to talk about my adventures in wool washing since... er... the spring, and this project ties into it. Also, there has been progress with the Bayerische socks, although now that the first one's past the heel, you can't really tell!

Home improvement and passport woes

I got up today at 7:00 am and headed straight to the railway station... only to find out that the photo booth was not the right kind, and the earliest photographer would open at 8:30. Why, you may wonder?

Nousin tänään ylös seitsemältä ja kiiruhdin rautatieasemalle, vain huomatakseni että ainakaan Tampereella siellä ei ole oikeanlaista valokuva-automaattia.

The explanation is pretty simple: I'm going to London on a holiday for a few days, and when last night I checked my passport - I found out it had been invalid for four months. It was, of course, my first passport, valid for 10 years, and I'd completely forgotten that it could be invalidated, ever.

Oikeanlaista passikuvia varten, siis. Huomasin eilen passini vanhentuneen neljä kuukautta sitten. Onneksi lento lähtee vasta kolmen jälkeen, muuten olisi oikeasti iskenyt paniikki.

Things to note: the Finnish police office ladies are very nice and helpful, and there is an automatic photo booth for those who don't want to spend extra money for a real photographer. Also, if you are there at 8:45 am, there's hardly a line. It cost me 80 euros to get that temporary passport, but still, it was cheaper than buying a new flight. Sigh.

Poliisiasemalle kannattaa mennä ajoissa, koska jonoa ei aamukahdeksalta oikeastaan ole. Ja käteistä tai pankkikortti myös mukaan - väliaikainen passi maksaa 80 euroa (vähemmän kuin uusi lento!) - kannattaa ottaa tarpeeksi myös pysyvää passihakemusta varten jos on siivonnut ylimääräiset kortit matkan takia lompakosta. Muuten poliisin neidit (tädit? rouvat?) olivat mukavia, ja huomasinpa myös valokuva-automaatin (edelleen, Tampereen) poliisiaseman aulan nurkassa, joten turhaan odottelin valokuvaliikkeen aukeamista. Helsinki-Vantaalta lähtevä saattaisi oikeankin passin saada pikana. Lisää tietoa poliisin sivuilta.

One reason for my forgetfulness may have been that I painted my cupboards (with the permission of my landlady, who also paid for the supplies). Pictures to be added after vacation. Maybe.

Olisivatko maalinhuurut sekoittaneet pään - maalasin nimittäin vaatekaapit sisältä, vuokraemännän luvalla ja rahoilla tottakai. Kuvia (ehkä) loman jälkeen.

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