K.I.P.

Above is a picture of my bag. Inside my bag are needles and yarn, waiting to become wristwarmers. I'm in a cafe. By myself. And i'm embarrassed to get them out and start knitting. It's what i'd like to be doing. I have other things to occupy my time, that's never a problem, but i'd rather be knitting. Why is it that i'm totally comfortable taking photos me my cups of tea, but not knitting in public. I'm strange, that's the only explanation. (Extra / are a blogsome problem, will correct when i get to a pc)