Friday, 24 October 2008
It's Very Snuggly
It was cold and very damp when I got up this morning and got myself ready to go to the hospital for my weekly psychotherapy session. Perfect weather for giving my new jumper a trial run.
I can report that it kept me nice and warm as I walked up the road to the bus stop, and as I missed a bus by a few seconds, I steeled myself for waiting in the rain for the next one to come along. That would normally have been a wait of about 10 minutes, but fortunately this morning the next one came along fairly quickly so I didn't get too wet, and the jumper ensured that I didn't get cold.
There was a bus at the bus stop when I came out of the hospital from my session, but there was no way that I was going to catch it so I thought that I was going to be waiting in the cold for some time again. It was about 15 minutes before the bus arrived, but once again I was cocooned from the cold. So I think that I can report that this has been a total success. The comments that I have received to my last post show that my readers seem to like it too.
I am lucky because I was taught so many handicrafts when I was a child. I was taught to knit at about the age of five, and I have knitted for most of my life. One of the joys of knitting is that I can make things in the colour or colours that I want, and if I find a pattern that I particularly like I can make it in a number of colours. It is also possible to make things so that they are a perfect fit, something that is not always possible when buying machine-made woollens in the shops.
After completing the jumper that I am working on at the moment, I will have to take a break from knitting things for me. I have somewhat foolishly decided to knit a Shetland lace shawl for one of my 'kind of relations' in Canada who is expecting her first baby in February. I went to her wedding in 2005, and she herself was born when my parents were making one of their first visits to Canada. So Kelly always treated my parents as another set of grandparents and she desperately wanted my Dad to be at her wedding, and he was there as her honorary grandfather, as both of her real ones were dead. Now I continue the relationship with the family which dates back more than 50 years, and I am going to knit this incredible shawl for Kelly's daughter (yes, we know it is going to be a girl), so when I am not studying for the next few months I will be knitting a very complicated lace pattern in very fine wool, and I just hope that I can get it finished and on its way to Canada before the little one is born. The shawl should be fine enough to be able to pass through a wedding ring, something that Shetland lace shawls are famous for. I'll let you know if it does.