Knitting, reading

I'm knitting a baby blanket, my third time knitting this pattern. It looks quite pretty when it's finished and the lace edging has been sewn on, but knitting the main part is a huge garter stitch square and takes (me) forever. I'm not a very fast knitter!

For weeks I have been carrying the same book up to bed with me every evening, downstairs to rest beside me on the sofa during the day, and tucking it into my handbag when I leave the house. In about two weeks I have still only read 150 pages, I read that in a couple hours if I am enjoying a book. I wanted to like it; it's for my book group and others in the group have really liked it.  What I really don't like when I am stuck with a book I don't enjoy is that I'm barely reading at all, and I love to read.

I moved on and I'm now reading and enjoying Station Eleven. The story has a surprisingly gentle feel, though given the post-apocalyptic setting I am not sure if that will last! I've also been browsing through London Villages. I love that we live right on the doorstep and one of my favourite things is to drive into town on a Sunday and find somewhere that I've not been before to explore. Preferably involving cake and coffee. 

Joining Ginny and others for Yarn Along