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So, I should have blogged about this a long long time ago but I didn't really want to jinx it but as visas are all sorted and everything is booked, I can now post here what I have been squeeing about all over Facebook and Twitter for weeks now: I'm travelling to France and the UK over Easter! I'm also travelling to UPCon2012 the weekend after!

Why the trip? Apart from it being made from several types of awesome and it being 7 years since I last travelled abroad?

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I have been promising myself to get one of these for ages as they really are investment that will last easily 10+ years. When my little Sunbeam was collapsing under the weight of all the cupcakes I have been baking (butter icing is awesome but tough to beat up), I knew the time had come to get one.

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You are lying a forest clearing.
The sun is warm upon your skin.
There is bird song.
It is peaceful here. It is safe.

You stand and look at the ring of trees.
There is a arch in south-west leading out the clearing.
You walk through it and follow the path.
The path winds through the trees.

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"High ho triple salco
I got a feeling like a tidal flow
but I know what I am, they know what they are so let me be

Gasoline saccharine
I got no reason for the state I'm in
But I know what I am they know what they are so let me be"

Date: 8 October 2011
Venue: Rocking the Daisies
Location: Darling, Western Cape, South Africa

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"I turn the music up, I got my records on
I shut the world outside until the lights come on
Maybe the streets alight, maybe the trees are gone
I feel my heart start beating to my favourite song

And all the kids they dance, all the kids all night
Until Monday morning feels like another life"

Date: 5 October 2011
Venue: Cape Town Stadium
Location: Cape Town. South Africa
Supporting act: The Parlotones

I hadn't intended in going to the see Coldplay. I'm not much of a fan and the tickets when they came out were more expensive than I was willing to pay. The concert was well worth it though.

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Bed jacket knitted out of cotton for my Gran's 90th birthday. The panels were machine knitted with the lace edging hand knitted on afterwards. The front features a small lace panel on each side.

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Made for my dear friend @AniB in black chunky double knit and cherry red double knit on DPNs. This set don't have beeds around the edge as the wool is thick enough for a firm edge without them.

Trivia: Abby wears a set of these in NCIS season 8 episode 10 “False Witness” sent to her by @bonniejacobs.

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Round and round it goes, where it stops, do you know?

Will you continue the dance of desire like those you led,
the beat now whiping demons and not your rocking bed?
Or will your words return to haunt,
smelling now as vile as their intended taunts?

Will baptism by holy fire be your penance or boiling pitch your fate
for trading in the secrets of Church and State?
Or will your head be turned around,
forever cursed to look behind for trying to look ahead?

Will your gilded cloaks now be a great weight,
hampering your previously smooth gait?
Or will you be chased by snakes
and lose yourself for all that you did take?

Will you burn for the evil you wrought,
be divided up for those you tore apart?

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Fire and brimstone. You thought they were idle threats but now here you are entombed in a furnace of your own making. You spoke out. You thought freely. You did not toe the papal line. You knew what the price was but you scoffed at it as the delusions of fanatical fools. You never dreamed it would be true.

Engulfed. Flames lick and touch everywhere like a lover's caress but inflame beyond exquisite pleasure to extreme pain. Relentless they never pause in their assault.

Smoke clogs your throat as you try to gulp in air. Smoke from your own clothes, hair, skin. It repulses you but instinctively you gasp the scalding air into your lungs trying to catch your breath. Breath which will forever now burn you inside as the flames licking at your skin burn you outside.

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