My Dad went to Iceland...

- and all the brought home for me was nearly 2 kg wool... He said he had the best time visiting 4 (yes, four! Not one or two or three, but FOUR) yarn shops and talking to the ladies there. He wasn't sure if I would even like any of this, but from my yell of happiness when he handed the bag over I have an idea it wont be the last yarn he ever gives me.


Last time he brought me home a crafty present was from Ghana earlier this year. Yes, I know - my Dad is the best...

Knitting is coming along here too - it has to, to make room for knitting with my new treasures. But no photos to prove progress on either my mitts or the mystery socks (clue no 2 came yesterday and is looking great!!!), so the weekend is dedicated to these.