Knitting is the new yoga, but actually, the inspirational topic for this blog post is an issue with toilet seats…
I doubt there is anyone out there who is not yet aware that I can now claim the title GRANDMOTHER. It is with the greatest of self-discipline that I do not insist that every guest looks at photos on my mobile phone before they are allowed to enjoy breakfast. I became a champion knitter overnight – shortly after Luella’s birth I woke up with tennis elbow pain and suddenly realised: I just finished my 6th jersey for 2-month-old Luella – no wonder!!
But back to toilets…
One of my favorite stories is of when I had Robert Redford and Winnie Mandela staying over – well, maybe not quite: I received a call from a gentleman in San Francisco with a voice a smooth as Robert Redford’s (I looove Robert Redford…) He told me that he had just e-mailed me a request for accommodation, but that he was phoning to make sure that I would not have a problem with his partner being black. That’s where Winnie comes in.