Right now our little country New Zealand is in a four-week lockdown in what is now known as a level 4 threat. It’s day 3, so nothing too outrageous has happened, the child, (miss G), is still contained and amused with her toys, the husband, (Angry Dutchman), is still fairly sane, the cat, (Mighty Felix), has no idea that we are staying home yet, and the dog, (Heroic Casper), is fully excited at the prospect of picking whoever he deems worthy of throwing the ball… at this stage that’s the Angry Dutchmans job. As for myself, I’ve decided to re-learn the art of knitting. Usually, I’m a crochet kinda girl but figured hey why not try knitting again. That’s gotta be fun right? Get the old neuron pathways in the brain stimulated. Re-learn the co-ordination of using two sticks instead of one hook.