So chic, so French (?). My love affair with berets began when I knitted myself one at school. It was green and fuzzy, made out of some yarn my aunt had found and thought I would like. She was right. I wore this beret all the time, it went with everything (so I thought). Until, one day I accidently left it, along with a scarf, in a room when I was at college. When I came back, the scarf was still there, but, alas, the beret was gone. So, when I learned to crochet, what was the first thing I did? A green beret.
This is the Track Stitch Beret by Red Heart. I like it, it was fast to make, easy to follow, and nice and slouchy. But that is not my only beret, dear reader. No, I have one more tale of woe. A few years ago I was in Oxfam. I was looking for warm clothes, because it was particularly cold and my student house was remarkably un-insulated. There, I saw it. The most amazing jumper. It had sheep, fences, heather, and it was very warm. I fell in love with this jumper and wore it every day. Until last year I put it on the wrong wash cycle. My poor little sheep were shrunk. I could no longer adorn myself with knitted Scottish heather. It was devastating. My poor jumper languished in the bottom of my wardrobe, unloved, unworn (apart from part of one of the sleeves, which I had turned into a purse for a friend). And then, I realised it could be a beret! Berets to the rescue again!
See the sheep?! This is my happy beret!
Sheep beret from the side. I think when this winter ends I will be very sad that I will have to wait until next winter to bathe in the sheepiness. Maybe I should make a sunhat.
Here is a picture off some pretty yarn I rescued from an ugly jumper, it is lovely and sparkly. I got quite a lot – 1300 m of 4-ply, so I think I am going to make it into one of the jumpers from Jane Waller and Susan Crawford’s A Stitch In Time, a book I am madly in love with and insist that you all go out and buy now. And possibly its sequel, volume two, which is also marvelous. Rescuing yarn from ugly jumpers in a very cheap way to find yarn – this lot only cost me £6, whereas even for the cheapest of 4-ply in that quantity you would have to pay at least £15 for new yarn from a yarn shop.
Get me with my thrifty knitting! How many of you out there have rescued yarn? Let me know!
Here is a picture of some socks I made out of Wendy Happy, a 4-ply yarn made of bamboo. They are very soft, warm and comfortable, however they seem to grow quite a lot as I wear them. I think I may have to sew some very thin elastic into them; has anybody else had this problem? I am working on some lacy ones in the same yarn so will update on this when they are finished.
First posts are tricky, aren’t they? So I thought I’d start with a photo:
More on what that is in a minute. I should probably introduce myself. I’m Cecily, I live in Manchester, and I am addicted to knitting. In fact, I am so addicted that I think that everybody else should be addicted to it as well. Hence, I am offering my services to you, dear reader. I intend to use this blog to show you what my needles (in various forms) are up to, and maybe give you some ideas for your own knitterly projects. I am also available in the Manchester area as a knitting teacher, for private lessons, workshops and general hen-nights, parties and evenings of disrepute. Please click on the about tab at the top to find out more about me, and the other tab if you are interesting in learning how to knit.
Now, what is the above picture? That is Tarn, or t-shirt yarn that I made out of a worn-out dress. I intend to mix it with some other similar-coloured t-shirt yarns I have yet to take the scissors to and crochet a large rug out of it to inflict on my living-room. Or my bathroom if it doesn’t turn out as large as intended.
More on the t-shirt yarn saga will surely follow, dear reader…