When I was in my twenties I always rather fancied having a boudoir. As the French, taken literally, means a room to sulk in, I embraced less the term and more the Virginia Woolf idea of a room of one’s own. When no such room materialised I reduced my ambitions to a shelf of favourite […]

So much do I love this pattern that this is its 7th iteration. Thanks to Linda Pennell, who reads this blog and offered me her stash of Baby Cashmerino at a wonderful discount, I have yarn enough for at least another three more such jumpers – and happily I have 3 children in mind to […]