I thought that there would be enough knitting in the body of a baby sweater to keep me amused on a week’s holiday, I was so sure of this that I didn’t pack the dpns I’d need for the sleeves. I like to have a back up plan so I took another pair of yarns with the idea of putting the first cardigan on waste yarn when I got to the sleeves and using the needle to start a second one. My other back up plan was to buy a set of dpns while I was away but that idea went out of the window when the yarn shop I found had no dpns in any size. It had tea and cake but that’s not terribly helpful for knitting a sleeve in the round. I would have needed the waste yarn if I hadn’t read three books, as it was I made it to the end of the week before joining the shoulder. This is a Butterfly Net cardigan although mine is more of a Brick Wall because of the colours. It’s another in a long line of seamless baby cardigans, it promises to be mindless tv knitting with a bit of picking up at the end. My interest in this is as another sock scrap eater, I could use a variety of leftover sock yarns for the background with a contrasting single yarn for the overlay to tie it all together. The overlay would mean that it didn’t scream “striped”, or at least I think it would. That’s in the future, I didn’t want the fuss of packing a bag of leftovers for a week away, it was much easier to pick up two balls of sock yarn and head for the door.
I packed reserve knitting but no camera, I have exactly two photos for the week courtesy of my new phone and the wonder husband who showed me how to get them from there to here. It’s no surprise that I’m baffled by new gadgets, the surprise is that I ended up with a pair of socks last week. With it being holiday week I turned out my wardrobe in search of my swimming costume and as a result I found the missing Roses sock. I’m so pleased that I had the foresight to make my test spots just on the sole because it means that I have a pair back in rotation. At some point I’ll mend the iffy colour with dye but for now I’m happy to have two that match.
There was another surprise this week when I went to collect my male family members from the station and found their train being brought in by an engine that I’d heard of. I am not a train enthusiast, not by a long way, but even I had heard of this one. Getting off the platform was made difficult by the lines of people (I try for inclusive language but in reality I didn’t see anyone who was not male) standing next to the engine to have their picture taken. The diesel unit that should have been pulling the train broke down and had to be replaced by a steam engine. Oh dear, how sad, never mind. I’m not going to apologise for the quality of the photo, it needed pointy elbows to get it at all as the platform was suddenly alive with men of a certain age with cameras, ipads and anything else capable of taking a photograph.
Would you like to see photos of a mountain of laundry? No, I didn’t think so. In that case, that’s all I have for today.