At my folks' house and didn't pack any current projects. Wasn't sure about needles in hand luggage and didn't want to pack in hold luggage (although hardly a big deal if it went missing or I picked up another person's bag*). Instead I'm on the jigsaws with mum. Feel like I'm in a project rut (scarf was too short and needs unravelling, granny squares need to be transformed into cushion......) and need to peruse some books for inspiration. There is a craft shop in town - marvellous. One too many glasses of white last night but will rouse myself for a trot around the nearby golf course/bird reserve. Must put photos of projects on my to-do list. This blog is rather flat.
*This did happen a few years back... I opened the bag thinking it was mine and found some rather damp contents instead of my own. Then felt what seemed like a severed human head in a black bin bag and jumped a mile. Turned out to be a horse riding helmet.