July 2025 – cake crumbs, combine harvesters & the sweater that finally behaved

July’s been a whirlwind of mini cupcakes and combine harvesters. Because our little one is a summer baby, almost every weekend has involved another child-size birthday bash – balloons, bouncy castle mayhem and enough cake icing to grout a patio. Regular swimming lessons, weekly climbing sessions, getting back into a routine post holiday and busy days at work have meant this month has absolutely flown by.

Meanwhile, harvest season has fully kicked off in our surrounding fields. For a toddler who worships tractors, balers and anything vaguely mechanical, it’s basically Glastonbury. We’ve spent hazy evenings watching the combine roll past our front door and even managed to catch one at work behind my parents’ garden – pure magic seen through wide little eyes and, if I’m honest, mine too.

So what’s been happening knitwise this month? Let’s see shall we?

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June 2025 – trains, tans & tiny stripes

Work came at me like a runaway skein this month, so we did the only sensible thing you can do when you’re stressed and legged it to the south of France for ten days. Travelling by train with a two-year-old might sound like a stress-sweat nightmare, but it actually turned out to be the loveliest exercise in seeing the world through tiny eyes. Crawling down the map from home ➜ London ➜ Paris ➜ Avignon, felt gloriously old-school, and every croissant was treated as culinary high art by the toddler. A win.

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May 2025 – birthdays, wedding fun and wobbles

May was a real patchwork of moments. Some gentle, some absolutely gutting, some that still feel rather raw. Quite frankly I’m glad the month is over, so I can make a fresh start, but as I’m writing this blog it’s bringing all of the lovely highlights back into focus, which over the last few weeks had been overshadowed – thank goodness for the therapy of writing!

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April 2025 – climbing rocks, dodging snot and exactly zero finished jumpers

April felt like one of those months that moves in quiet surges between the good and bad. The sort of month where time moves fast but your needles don’t. We had long lunches with old friends (one with a deliciously squishy six-month-old), asked two of our favourite people to be our best man and celebrant at our wedding (they said yes!) and packed the calendar with visits to the park, National Trust wanders and ice-cream catch-ups with the Fantastic Aunties (no Great Aunties in this house, only the Fantastic kind.)

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