Breast implants they are not…
Moral of the story: If you complain about something long enough, someone….somewhere….will get you a pressie, even if it’s just to shut you up.
So, as it unfolded, I met up with Isobel in Drogheda and we dropped in on the Knit and Natter session last night, hosted by Lisa and Jacqui. Nice venue at ‘the d hotel’. Not sure what the ‘d’ stands for. Definitely used in the lower case. Could it be as innocuous as standing for ‘Drogheda’? Or perhaps more descriptive of the setting, meaning ‘delightful’. Anyway…diversion over…nice place. The lighting was a little dim for my ever-aging eyes, but the cappuccino was lovely. So, all in all, a good mix. Great company. Great chat. Glad I went.
Before the other ladies arrived, Isobel said, ‘I have something for you,’ accompanied by a definite twinkle in the eye. Even with the dim lighting, I could see that! And she handed me a very innocent looking Marks & Spencer bag. Inside, however, was a thrilling revelation. Inside were these…

And as I said before, no, they are not breast implants.
Instead, they are re-usable hand warmers. Yippee! Click the little metal insert….they go rigid and warm….when they’ve finished warming my circulation-less hands, I can simmer them in a pot of water until they go clear and flexy. Then when needed, snap! Instant hand heat. I am thrilled!
To top it off, they have little fleecy booties to wear…
So, between these beauties and my Fetching handwarmers, I think my hands will be quite toasty this winter. A very big thanks to you, Isobel!

You are very welcome Cheryl. I share the pain of cold hands, and my handwarmers are so wonderful that I couldn’t not get you some when I saw them.
20 Oct 2006 at 11:19 am
I am intrigued by these little beauties. What a wonderful present!
21 Oct 2006 at 2:46 am