Saturday night...

Conversations overheard in Indian restaurants: Woman: "She has a Corgi - they have big heads for their size" Man: "The Queen has Corgis" Woman: "Really?" Man: "Yes, Corgis come from Wales" Woman: "From whales???" Man: "You know, Wales, the country" Woman: "Oh, WALES. I've always wanted to go to Wales..." Woman one: "We are going to see that new movie The Other Boleyn Girl next week" Woman two: "I can't wait to see it; I love movies set in that era - you know, like Pride and Prejudice" You know how some knitting projects have a black hole phase, where you knit and knit and knit and nothing seems to happen? I have discovered an unusual variation of this effect: I think that my arms are growing at a rate equal to that of the sleeves. The sleeves themselves seem to be getting bigger, but when I try them on, the gap between my armpit and the needle remains unchanged. The sleeve on the left is in a time out right now - there was a knot in the darker colourway skein which led to a sudden colour change from blue to black mid-stripe. I'm trying to decide if I should just leave it or rip it back and start the stripe out black.