I am confused. A snood to me is a hairband, or at a pinch one of those bags women used to put their hair into in the middle ages; more or less the same as a fillet. I can’t envisage one that is 60" long in any dimension, so what is the sort of snood you are knitting?
I sew the ends together and the resulting infinity scarf affair is put on your head coming down over yor ears and the loop hanging down your front is twisted and the resulting circle is put over your head to settle on your neck and anchor the bit over your ears in place
A simple thing that works in breezy climes
Ah. A mobius scarf.
You got it
I call it a snood as it’s a cross between a hood and a scarf
The trouble being that a snood is a specific thing which yours actually isn’t, you see. For the meaning of snood since about 1250, think Alice Band or hairnet.
Oh dear
I have several rally mates who are delighted with their headdresses that I have told them are snoods
So the alice band and hairnet used on shorter hair in ballet classes are really a snood?
Yes; but for about the past maybe ten years people who didn’t know this and were looking for a new word to use when they were selling “infinity scarfs” have misused it, so I shouldn’t worry too hard.
Thank you
I will just call it a scarf and let the giftee decide on the name…
But that means she won!
Coat, got. I hope it went as well as these things can, Soo.
Gxx
She did, indeed, win, Gus! I’m glad to still have her company.
The entrance music was The Magnificent Seven theme and we exited to Dambusters…
At least it wasn’t bluddy My Way…Poor chap died with no warning and may have chosen differently…We came straight back home, afterwards.
Soo xx
Gawds, itizz cold & damp today.
I have collected my medication. I was all set to collect it yesterday, but after standing out in the cold for 45 minutes waiting forran taxi wot didn’t arrive, I gave up.
Liberates Pitcher…
Proffers Pitchers
Carinthia. xx
I am knackerated. Been to visit OMCB, delivered The Ashes (largely intact) and took her out for lunch. M25/M11 Aargh!
Still, stove has been lit, tea has been downed, gin to follow shortly. Both too tired to cook but have Waitrose posh beef & caramelised onion chutney sarnies plus extra virgin crisps. And gin. I think I mentioned gin. What more does a girl need?
More gin?
Thank you Twellsy, good of you to offer.
[she fell for that one easily]
Well it’s time to dredge the gin lake…
TFM, do try not to choke on the umpteen sequins there probably are lurking in the lees.
Not to mention the jolly ploughboy whistling o’er one of them
I think the gin lake needs refilling.
Nothing wrong with a bit of extra protein but I think I managed to dodge the sequins.
An sequin-encrusted hermit crab, perhaps.
Thank God that we have Personalised Lobsters for the BMs…
Carinthia. xx