Inky Goings On.

1 August, 2008, 9:45 pm
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Today in a restaurant with my boyfriend, I waved at a waiter to try and get a bill. He waved back at me like I was a demented child. God damn it, women have debit cards too nowadays.

Since I am a demented chidl secretly, I will shortly post the results of my teddy bear mutilation birthday present endeavours.

The search results on my blog stats page always intrigue me. Tp the people asking if Mirasol Sulka sheds, yes it does whilst knitting it up. How it lasts afterwards, I don’t know, I gave the hat away after a few too many gins. To the people searching for information about their “cashmere tube fetish”, seriously, I have nothing that can help you.


A Play
22 July, 2008, 9:35 am
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Me: Look at that – take a photo!

Boy: Ha ha! How odd.

Me: You’re going a bit bald on top, you could wear it on your head.

Boy: NO.

Me: I could knit you a toupée. Bit of fun fur. Nice and subtle.

Boy: Or a Hallowig.

Me: What? How do you know about that?

Boy: I just do.

I think he takes in a bit more than I give him credit for. The question now, is: do I secretly knit him one? Or is it a waste of effort? I tend to try and knit things I think will be used: with the amount of time I invest in these projects, I’d like to get a bit of wear or use out of them. I did, however knit something completely useless for a swap recently:

It’s a Dalmation Mouse from the Royal Tenenbaums. I took inordinate pleasure in knitting something so silly, and also in making up my own pattern. It was also my first attempt at i-cord. Why had I always assumed it was so hard?

Spitting in Public
15 July, 2008, 11:27 am
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After spending upwards of 15 hours on trains this weekend, I have learnt one very important thing: spit-splicing in public looks far weirder than I had previously considered. The part-bemused, part-disgusted looks I drew on the journey to and from Penzance have made me seriously consider learning a travel-friendly joining method. Though in truth, I don’t see how someone shoving two pieces of wool into their mouth is odder than the fact that there was a baby called “Tron” in our carriage. Some people, eh?

Enough of that – have some photos.

Being sequestered in the Midlands for the best part of the year, with no hills and no sea grows rather suffocating at times, especially since I spent the first 18 years of my life surrounded by mountains and valleys. It was wonderful to just be able to walk alongside the sea every morning and evening (and saved having to blow dry my hair). We went walking along the coastal path with its steep stone steps hewn in the hills, which was just challenging enough to feel as though we’d accomplished something. I did feel mightily brave when faced with a rocky path about as wide as one of my feet, with a 40 foot drop into the sea on one side and a gigantic patch of nettles on the other, but somehow managed to run across it to try and avoid freaking out. The sea air was particularly chilly, but luckily I was wearing this:

The fiished tree jacket, whilst a bit baggy for everyday wear, works perfectly as a jumper for walking, fitting over a thinner jumper, and successfully keeping me warm.

Pattern: Tree Jacket by Zephyr Style

Needles: 5mm Knitpicks Options

Yarn: Cascade 220 Heathers (4.5 balls)

Mods: I made the arms a little shorter, since I always end up pushing the arms up to my elbows anyway. Also, substituted the garter stitch yoke and arms for stockinette. Shortened the neck too. The pattern was really clear and easy to follow. Thought it was slightly too large around the armpit area though. Wasn’t too sure about it when it was blocking, but it’s very functional.

And now I have started the ubiquitous February Lady Sweater, in Noro Cash Iroha, since I was fed up of waiting for my Dream In Colour yarn to arrive from America. As anticipated, it turned up the day I went on holiday, and according to the post office slip, they had it for a week before alerting me to this fact. Sodding Royal Mail. Here’s a peek at current progress:

It’s more of a royal blue than the photo suggests. Can’t wait to finish it. Would it be so wrong to knit another one in the DIC Classy?

Knitting Machine
7 July, 2008, 7:12 pm
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A combination of an injured foot from Berlin, a cold kindly bestowed upon me by the boyfriend and the torrents of rain beating our roof meant I succeeded in completing two projects this weekend.

That’s a Tree Jacket and Cloud Bolero (now tempted by the updated Liesl). But mostly, I swore to myself I would finish two projects before I cast on for the February Lady Sweater. Yeah, everyone else has already finished. Sod it. It looks so flattering, I might knit eight.

I also received something lovely in the post today. A fabulous ring:

Its from Pookeh and I adore it. The boyfriend absolutely hates it. I fear he may flush it down the loo when I hop in the shower. But for £5.50 you can’t really go wrong, can you?

Right, best dash to watch my friend on University Challenge, else they’ll kill me.

3 July, 2008, 7:42 pm
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I came across this in Wilkinson the other day:

Yes, it’s a cat harness and lead. I snapped it on my camera phone, but everyone I showed it to refused to believe I didn’t find it in a joke shop. Any thoughts on why this would ever be a)neccessary or b) practical?

Yes, I know. I once brought knitting, and now bring cat harnesses. Be patient.

29 June, 2008, 10:09 pm
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Am I the only person to go on holiday and despise every minute? I wish I’d stayed at home.

objet fini*
24 June, 2008, 12:28 pm
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I’m on a bit of a roll in terms of finished objects of late. I cast on for this hat just before my first exam, and promptly forgot about it until a few days ago. It was speedy work, and the lace pattern was really enjoyable. I’m pretty happy with the end result:

Pattern: Bousta Beret by Gudrun Johnston

Yarn: Rowan Felted Tweed – Sigh (1 ball)

Needles: 4mm Addi Turbo Circular – 12in.

Mods: Did the whole hat using 4mms to accommodate my enormous head. The ribbing grew quite a bit with blocking, so I’ll probably sewing some elastic in the brim to make it a little less floppy. As you can see it’s very slouchy at present:

I noticed after taking these pictures that I’d accidentally teamed a black and white stripy top with the beret: accidental racial stereotypes ahoy. Good thing I took my onion garland off.

I absolutely adored the felted tweed: I’d bought a single ball to try it out and fell in love. It’s so light and soft, and the tweed flecks really complement the pattern subtly. The pattern is brilliant, and I’d really recommend it. Now I just need to wait patiently for weather in which it’s bearable to wear it.

I’m quite enjoying sticking to one project at a time, the complete opposite of what I usually do. Maybe next time I’ll have this mass of pink finished and modelled!

*Feel free to correct my appalling French.