If you’ve been here a while you’ll know that I’m not a big fan of making up. Once I’m done knitting, I’m done. I’m much better than I used to be, I used to stuff bags of knitting in the bottom of the wardrobe and ignore them for decades and I don’t do that any more. You could look on it as a sign of maturity, it’s partly because I recognise my weakness in this area and look for patterns that don’t have a lot of sewing up. You can’t get away from the finishing though, it just comes around in a different form. That’s ok because it’s sewing seams that I avoid, I can sew facings and pick up stitches with the best of them.
I started with the easy bits of sewing, there’s a facing on the body and on each of the sleeves but there’s nothing that shows on the outside so it doesn’t need to be perfect. After that I ran out of knitting and sewing because to do the button bands you need to do the collar, to do the collar you need to have joined the shoulders and before you can do that you need to cut into the sides. Everything was dependant on me getting out the sewing machine out and stitching down the sides so that’s what I did. The lines of stitching look wobbly because I used a shallow zig zag so that the knitting can stretch without popping the stitching. I’d marked the side seams as I was knitting (you can see the the orange threads on the previous photos) but the unknown was the depth. I measured the sleeve twice, cut once but I was prepared to cut twice if needed. I could make the openings deeper but not shallower so I cut just a smidge shorter than I thought I needed. I then ignored the sleeves altogether, sewed the shoulder seams and knitted the collar. It now looks much more like a sweater than it did before. Next up are the front bands and then finally the sleeves. I can’t kid myself with that, it is genuine sewing but it will be the very last thing I need to do to call it finished (apart from the buttons but they don’t count)
This also looks like a sweater because it is, buttons and all. I’ve knitted this several times before, it’s great fun and forgiving on sizing because garter is stretchy. This is DROPS b14-27 in undyed sock yarn and a two ply handspun superwash bfl and nylon. As before I changed the sleeves to eliminate any sewing up (no surprises there then). Instead of casting on at the start of the sleeve, casting off at the end and sewing it up I started with a provisional cast on and did a three needle cast off with the live stitches at the end of the sleeve. That means there is no sewing up at all, the only thing you need a needle for is to weave in the ends (and a different needle for the buttons).
The stretchy drive band for the wheel is over seven years old now and you can see that it’s yellowed and is full of tiny cracks as well as the big crack at the join. It stopped being stretchy a long time ago but it’s been doing the job. It’s hanging on but only just and when it parts it won’t be worth sticking back together. I’ve spun one bobbin this week (my excuse being that it’s been a busy week on the parenting front) and depending on the arrival of the post, there may be a gap until I get to the second bobbin. This is not the most relaxing fibre to spin, the combination of chaff, hay and second cuts means that it’s all stop-start. I like the colour and I knew that it was full of VM when I bought it (why yes, it was cheap as it happens) so I’m happy to plod along with the remainder.
Saturday was a red letter day, one of those very rare days where I have no responsibilities to small dogs or children. It doesn’t happen often, the son and heir had a two day rehearsal that included an overnight stay and my mother took the dog for the day. The two of us slipped away for a day out at
Pemberley Chatsworth, I’ve been around the gardens many times (funnily enough always when there’s been a brass band playing outside) but the last time I was in the house was in the summer of 1976. This was the second set of Fates I found on the ceilings, I looked for them because if you’ve a ceiling bigger than a tennis court to fill with mythological figures then the Fates are likely to creep in somewhere. (as with all the photos, click on it to see it larger) The trio in the Painted Hall were sporting the usual combination of spindle, distaff and shears but this set won hands down in terms of equipment because they had a niddy noddy. I don’t know how many years you get on a two yard niddy noddy (that’s what it looks like) but unless it’s fifty years a turn someone there is about to get cut off in his prime. They’ve clearly worked out how to keep fibre from clinging to their clothes, the rest of us use an apron but I suppose this works as well.