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For some reason my eyes lit on the signature line of this email first:
"Your dealer in addictive substances."
Which is all a roundabout way of saying, that after 25 years of wanting to spin I've finally ordered a drop spindle, roving and book, and the email was my order confirmation.
(I'm sure I've mentioned before how when I was seven, we moved in one street over from a spinning wheel shop (it's not there any more, but it used to be in some woman's front room, and last time I googled it I found a page from someone lamenting its closure). Since then I've been fascinated by the whole idea. I'd not long started knitting, but I don't think I related the two ideas in my head.)
"Your dealer in addictive substances."
Which is all a roundabout way of saying, that after 25 years of wanting to spin I've finally ordered a drop spindle, roving and book, and the email was my order confirmation.
(I'm sure I've mentioned before how when I was seven, we moved in one street over from a spinning wheel shop (it's not there any more, but it used to be in some woman's front room, and last time I googled it I found a page from someone lamenting its closure). Since then I've been fascinated by the whole idea. I'd not long started knitting, but I don't think I related the two ideas in my head.)
