Hmm, maybe I should rename this blog the sock blog. Just thought I’d post a little pic of another ‘sock rescue’ I did for Christmas.
The centre flower was a purple sock made into a fabric yo-yo. And then there is a layer of scrap lace, a layer of fabric I had left over from a ‘trouser rescue’, then scrap felt and finally more lace. This one is a brooch I made for my housemate. but I liked it so much I think I might have to make myself one!
Frilly jumper update: I have started the sleeve shaping! It’s a jumper that is knit in one piece, from the back up to the sleeves and then back down to the bottom of the front. More pics in the next few days!
Knitting Workshop @ The Nip And Tipple
Hello again! I’m advertising my first knitting workshop at the Nip and Tipple on Upper Chorlton Road. Always wanted to knit but never managed to get started? Looking for a new hobby but not sure which one to go for? Want to do something that’s fun but pretty cheap? Come to the workshop and I will show you the basics. If you need, there will be the chance to buy a get-started kit for £3 so you don’t even need to come prepared. As a sneak preview, here is one of the things you will be able to make when you’ve been to the workshop. Less girly options to follow, I’ll keep you (literally) posted!
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.