When it comes to buying a piece of gammon to cook at Christmas there are three things on my mind. The first consideration is that I don’t like turkey overmuch, the second is that I have to be able to lift it and the third is that it has to fit in my big pan. This year the two constraints went out of the window, I’ve got a bigger pan and I don’t have to lift it because when I was at the hospital yesterday (ETA – routine visit) I promised solemnly not to attempt any heavy lifting. Cooking the turkey isn’t going to be a problem tomorrow because we’ve got a smallish turkey crown, handling the full gammon pan today is going to be a husband job. The pan on the left is an early Christmas present, my previous very large pan that I used for dyeing has sprung a leak and this will be its replacement once I’ve done with the gammon.
I do have knitting (in reality it’s more in focus and not quite that colour), these are the sleeves and as I’ve already done the back and fronts as one piece up to the divide this should be finished next week.
The braid is a potential bag handle, I’m not sold on it as it’s narrower than I’d planned (except of course I didn’t plan, I just set off with it) and as a result there might need to be a plan B at some stage. I can’t give much thought to any of this as at the moment as all my thinking is directed to the one list that rules them all, the one that culminates in twelve items of food ending up on the table tomorrow, all cooked, all at the same time.
I was very surprised when Daniel came downstairs on Monday because he’d searched for the Christmas sweater that he’d rescued earlier in the year. I couldn’t believe that he’d even remembered that he’d got it, never mind that he’d taken the time to look for it. I still plan on turning it into Christmas stockings when he’s grown out of it, looking at it he might get another year out of it at most.
Just in case you’ve ever wondered what happens if you leave a wet skein of yarn hanging outside overnight at -5C I can report that it freezes hard enough to stand up by itself. The top of the skein was as floppy as you would expect because it had dried enough not to freeze, the bottom was another story. It was frozen stiff enough to stand up when I held it at the bottom. This is the yarn from the batts in this post, there’s 440 yards-ish, I have the yardage written down somewhere on a gift tag.
Merry Christmas to one and all, to those who keep different holidays then I hope you have a lovely weekend. I’m off now to calculate the cooking time on the gammon and start it off on its bath. See you on the other side.