On the way here there was a bit on BBC 4 about Ellie Greenwich, and I found myself singing along to Chapel of Love before I quite realized that I WAS indeed going to the chapel! Love those kind of co-in-ki-dinks.
The building is amazing, and was renovated into a very comfortable, roomy home. The classes today were held in a lovely white space with so much good light I was in pure heaven. Good light is the unsung hero of teaching.
Before class I made some joke about praying, which was received NOT as a joke (because – for better or for worse – Americans tend to be perceived as rather religious due to the coverage of our political battles)
It took a little straightening out – and a bit of swearing – to convince the ladies that I am, indeed, no lady.
Back to Jen. I knit a sweater – which was unfortunately caught in the UK customs black hole for several months – and it’s just arrived back home in St. Paul.
On the way down from Edinburgh I took a side trip to a portion of Hadrian’s Wall, and then had tea at Lanercost (I believe it’s a former Priory, now a wonderful tea room / gift shop)
I think folks can rent out space and stay there, I’m thinking it may be a good place to hold some classes when I’m back next summer.
Then the sun came out from behind a cloud, the sheep pepped up, and all bad feelings for the Romans were gone.
Tomorrow I have two more classes with many of the same excellent knitters who were in class today. I’m very excited – we had a swell time – and I cannot wait to walk them through the maze of double knitting!