Judy P's Tickle Trunk

And here is engagement ring number six. Very similar to ring number one. Has it really been six weeks since I posted that first one? By the time I am properly wedded I should be good and used to wearing a ring. This one doesn’t speak to me much – the cut of the stone reminds me of an “Alaskan Diamond” ring my sister had when she was young. Or perhaps it was my Aunt Marie.

Noblest 18K Gold Plated Wedding Oval Zircon CZ Gemstone Ring

Aah, this one really fancies up my old plain knitting hand. Reminds me a quote from Twelfth Night, one of the first plays I studied in earnest when I used a speech of Viola’s as an audition piece for the National Theatre School. Unsuccessfully, I might add. I can still recall the two men in suits watching my various performances, one doodling and no doubt wondering where in St. John’s he would go drinking that night, the other with one eyebrow raised and a quizzical look which said “I don’t quite get this girl”. Who knows how different life would have been had I been better prepared and a lot less nervous. But then I wouldn’t have met my sweetheart; all my roads led to Mr. Benson. Here is the quote from Act II, Scene 4 in which Orsino begs the clown for a song:

“Oh fellow, come, the song we had last night. Mark it, Cesario, it is old and plain; The spinsters and the knitters in the sun And the free maids who weave their threads with bones Do use to chant it, it is silly sooth And dallies with the innocence of love like the old age”.

The clown goes on to sing, not a silly song but a bleak thing about death and shrouds and coffins and graves; a little black humour. Nothing black about my mood tonight – how could it be so with such a bright shiny pink ring of my very own!!

Knitting my "waiting for my wedding" blues away.

(c) Judy Parsons 2012