For What It's Worth

For what it's worth, I posted the previous post and received error message after error message. In the end, I emailed the "Blogger Team" and had a reply from someone called "Danish" (surname "Pastry" presumeably) telling me to revert my blog back to its previous template. This I have now done and so we are no further forward.

Want to see pictures? You'll be lucky!

Let's try with a green sock for starters:



That's taking about three and a half years, but eventually, there it is.

This is the start of another pair of socks (I am quite determined when I get going - I AM going to knit socks and I AM going to do it well. Whether I enjoy it or not is an entirely different matter.)

The yarn is Regia Crazy Color (sic), 6 fadig (with a double dot over the "a" - that would be "ply", yes?), knitted on 3mm needles (and yes, the loose woman really should have gone down a needle size or three) to the Widdershins pattern in Knitty (which Laritza put me on to - thanks, babe.) I loved the fail-safe cast-on. I wouldn't want to use it for the start of a circular lace piece but it works great for these socks. The pattern worked very well and the toe was done in no time. It's a little bit "lumpy" (technical term) but I put that down to my cack-handedness. I also liked the fact that quite a few stitches were increased for the gusset ('im indoors, it transpires has a "high instep", which I always think makes him sound like a Shetland Pony - not so.)



There's a picture of the green sock after the heel was turned and the clever-little-bit-of-extra-padding-at-the- back-of-the-heel-to-stop-the-sock-going-into-a-hole-in-no-time was added.

Please note that the sock is lying on the second Kerry Blue Shawl and the whole lot is reclining on the AB Fab Throw, which Melissa (in the comments) took such exception to.

Melissa, your comment made me laugh out loud. It's exactly what I mean about "You Knit What?". I love the AB Fab Throw (even though it cost a fortune and in knitting hours lasted me about five, so not a big bang for the buck, really) and that's the whole point. It's my knitting; I like what I like; I'm not really that bothered if you like it; if you don't like it; if you curl your lip; what the heck you do, to be honest.

And as for "My mother said, If you haven't got anything nice to say, don't say anything at all"? I can't think how many millions of people in the world would be struck dumb. (Dorothy Parker, for one. Reviewing one show she said, "If you don't knit, bring a good book.") My mother (she of the tattoo) always told me, "Say what you mean; mean what you say." Good advice. Thanks, mum. I have tried to follow her teaching. If you don't like it, you don't have to listen, but if you do like it, we'll get along just fine.

There are more pictures - of the cat, not-quite-in-the-hat; of the second Kerry Blue, almost finished; of books I bought in the "boutique" (aka Charity Shop, or, for those across the pond "Thrift Shop"), but I think Blogger, and its alter-ego BetaBlogger, has had enough for one night.

I know I have.