Thanks go out to Derry Pride organisers and ball goers.
Here's the yarn you helped me to spin. I'll make and extra-special pom pom with it.
After the tour, I caught the sunny Belfast ferry cross the angry body of water better known as the Irish sea.
I picked up the fabulous Ildi and we had a brill couple of days driving down to London, eating delish kebabs and staying in dodgy hotels to drop off one of my 'Great White' reefs for the Creative Stitches and Hobbycraft shows that are touring the UK.
It's for part of their Reclaim, Re-use, Recycle show and it opens for the first time today in Exeter and goes on until early next year. The reef is just one of the elements I've created especially for the show cabinet they've given me. I can't wait to see the final underwater scene.
Next stop, London and I Knit.
Me and my mucker mate, moonspinning . Hanging out, meeting other complete loons, like alabamawhirly and bringing fibre fiddlers over to the dark side of spinning. Come on, can you really resist ferreting in this and getting creative? (even if I do say so myself!)
Whizz bang and I'm in Ross on Wye, rumaging through beach detritus to finish my jellyfish.
And may I be so bold to suggest that, should you feel the desire to begin untangling neon fishing line and crocheting it... don't. It's a madness not best visited.
And so to Wrexham, Wales. Yale College to be precise. And their recycling exhibition. The poster is in both English and Welsh, in case you're wondering.
And within minutes, like ants around a just-dropped ice-cream, we fibre fiddlers are circling two spinning wheels and sharing techniques.
And finally back home. To rest my weary spinning muscles and enjoy a bit of colour therapy.