Whether you plan on spending the weekend working, holiday shopping or just enjoying the general merriment of the season, we're giving you a cheery little send off with another fictional charmer from Haldis.
Enjoy!
Knit One, Murder One, Miss Butterwith
Haldis
“Oh hollyhocks!”, swore Miss Butterwith with the force and
vehemence she usually reserved for indiscriminate herbicides. It was enough to
make Mr. Pinkerton abandon his nap and investigate the potential disaster.
“Meow”,
inquired Mr. Pinkerton as he left his cozy perch to join Miss Butterwith.
“I can
tell you the genus and species of every single plant in our garden, Mr.
Pinkerton, but I can not for the life of me figure out how to purl. I think
I’ve managed knit, but purl…. look at this, Mr. Pinkerton.” She pointed out an
illustration in the book on the little table beside her chair. “And now this.”
She held up the tangle of multicoloured Christmas yarn hanging from her
knitting needles, silver and gold threads appearing to mock in their
cheerfulness. “They’re are supposed to look the same!”
Mr.
Pinkerton jumped lightly up on to the table and looked at the picture. Then he
turned his attention to the knitting. The only resemblance that he could see
was the inclusion of both knitting needles and yarn. That was the end of any
similarities.
“Meow”,
offered Mr. Pinkerton, his best attempt at a combination of both sympathy and
encouragement. Though probably a bit heavier on the sympathy.
“Yes,
you’re probably right, Mr. Pinkerton. I don’t know what possessed me to come up
with idea to knit matching jumpers for Inspector Appleby and Geoffrey for
Christmas.” Miss Butterwith leaned over to whisper conspiratorially into Mr.
Pinkerton’s ear, “Honestly though, they would have looked so cute together.”
Honestly,
if you asked Mr. Pinkerton, he could not picture the gruff Inspector Appleby in
anything in silver and gold cheer whether matching Geoffrey or not. Although,
Inspector Appleby had loosened up a bit since he started seeing Geoffrey, so
maybe Miss Butterwith was right. But probably not.
“Meow,”
agreed Mr. Pinkerton.
“Well,
you also know how I also hate to waste anything.” She held up the ball of yarn
and then tossed it across the floor.
“It’s all yours. Happy Christmas Mr. Pinkerton!”
Mr.
Pinkerton pounced.
I absolutely adored this one! Thank you, Haldis. I feel Mrs. Butterwith pain. I can't knit, nor crochet even if my live depends on it. Last time I tried apart from make my mom crazy, I made more holes than stitches ^___^Û
ReplyDeleteI used to be able to embroider really beautifully, but it's been years. I never could knit or crochet.
DeleteWOW! Embroiding is awesome. I can't do that either. I almost failed my Art class in school due to that. Thankfully we had other projects which involved painting and craftieng later in the year and I passed it with good grades even!
DeleteThis was wonderful. Thanks. I cannot knit but I can crochet.
ReplyDeleteI inherited a lot of my grandmother's crocheted doilies and so forth. They're lovely. I have zero talent in that direction.
DeleteMr. Pinkerton, feline genius. ❤️❤️
ReplyDelete:-D :-D :-D
DeleteMeow!
Delete*little feline blushes*
Lol! Silly kitty!
DeleteWhen I had time, I loved counted cross-stitch and embroidery. I never could knot or crochet though. I think those are too much like math!
I love Mr. Pinkerton! Thanks, Haldis.
ReplyDeleteTwo from her this year. I feel spoiled. :-)
DeleteI had a third one in the mixer, but if I submitted it I would have had you change the name to Mr. Pinkerton's Advent Calendar.
DeleteI love how you've successfully created your own adorable version of Miss B. and Mr. P. :-D
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteSuch a fun pair to write!
Just ask Christopher.
Love! But you're trying to guilt me into picking up my knitting again, aren't you?
ReplyDeleteDelightful! Thank you, Haldis.
ReplyDeleteI loved it… Mr Pinkerton always gets the best part of any deal, doesn't he? ;)
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