We’ve been away on holiday to Northumberland this year (it’s on the right hand side just below Scotland for those of you living further away from it than me). It’s somewhere we’ve driven through on the way to/from the Highlands and we’ve said that we’d visit and then done nothing about it. This was the year when we went down the road less travelled (by us at least) and went somewhere new rather than fighting our way into Devon. It was a good move, there were miles of yellow sandy beaches with very few people on them and it made a refreshing change not to be kicked to death during the height of holiday season. It’s an area known for its dark skies but the weather put paid to any chance of star gazing, the skies may have been dark but they were also covered in cloud. I will accept that the brisk, cool breeze may also have had something to do with the lack of people on the beaches, further research is necessary and we’ll be going back next year.
I had a problem with choosing holiday knitting this year as the only thing I had on the needles was the baby bog jacket and it was close enough to the neck for me not to be certain of having enough knitting for the week. I didn’t feel like knitting lace or socks so I took a risk and decided to start a new cardigan. As I was packing I printed off the pattern, spent a bit of time with the swatch, calculator and a tape measure and came up with a plan whereby I would end up with a cardigan that would fit by using totally the wrong yarns. I set off on holiday with no other knitting and no tape measure which meant that when I came home there would either be a lot of progress or a major ripping incident.
I am four big stripes along although it’s a bigger four on one side than the other. Don’t panic, this is intentional. When I saw the pattern it was a must knit, not because I had the yarn, needed a cardigan or thought I would look good in it. It was a must knit because it looked as if it would be fun to knit. So far it has been entertaining, twenty rows is just long enough before a colour change. It’s twenty rows on one side and four on the other because of all the short row action happening around the back. Had I had more time I might have overdyed the blue with a little green to make a teal which would have been perfect with the brown but time was something that I didn’t have. The blue is fine and good enough will do.
The baby bog jacket is nearly at the point where everything unfolds and sleeves appear. This is the point where I’ve knitted up the back, across the shoulders and I’m now knitting downhill. There’s a bit of scrap yarn knitted in for the neck and it now has two clearly defined fronts. They may be small but I’m working on that. I hope that I have enough of the solid blue to add an edging when I’m done, I’ve been using it to add extra stripes to the patterned sock yarn but I may well have added too many stripes. It’s probably going to get much longer today as I can see that I’m going to need some relaxing knitting because I know that there is going to be a scene. At some point during the night the dog has decided to sleep next to the euphonium case, like you do, and the music on the floor has needed softening up. When my son eventually makes it downstairs he’s going to find that one of his pieces of music has been totally shredded. He can’t blame the dog for knocking it onto the floor as part of it is trapped under the case which is probably how he’s managed to shred it rather than scratching it across the floor. It’s not actually a case of “the dog ate my homework” but it’s as close as I’ve ever seen.
Edit to add – my mediation skills were not required, there was no drama but a surprisingly mature attitude to the destruction of personal property. Phew.