Knitting · lifestyle

Knitting progress and lockdown breakfasts

I've had a crazy day today, apparently unable to tear myself away from handbags of the 1960s and 1970s for long enough to actually write a few words about 2020. However, I am here now, very much in the spirit of better late than never, to give you an update on my knitting progress plus… Continue reading Knitting progress and lockdown breakfasts


Treading grapes

Time for a knitting update, I think. I've been working steadily on my Grape Fade Rimini cardigan, working a few rows a day, making sure to allow my arm and shoulder plenty of rest. Now I'm just beginning to do the armhole shaping on the back, and I'm ready to move from the fourth to… Continue reading Treading grapes


It ain’t me who’s gonna leave…

Something's in the naughty drawer! Even as I wrote in the middle of last week  about my knitting ennui, I was already pretty convinced that my Fairisle Tank Top would win out, if only because nothing else was coming close to catching my interest. And so I ploughed on and knitted the next row of… Continue reading It ain’t me who’s gonna leave…

Knitting · Stationery

Haven’t I seen you before?

The Knitting Revisited When I was very young, my big sister and/or brother had a record I was fond of which included a version of Joni Mitchell's song "The Circle Game". I'm experiencing that carousel feeling of 'been here, done this' working on the second version of my Fairisle Tank Top. At least the ribbing… Continue reading Haven’t I seen you before?



I made great progress on my Fairisle Tank Top over the past weekend, adding the pink and orange band (which is the medium of the three pattern bands) and then the second hearts repeat. As the above photo shows, I have no intention of keeping to a uniform progression of colours, that is the splendid… Continue reading Onward


Teeny tiny revolutions

I believe that successful knitting consists of equal parts of obedience and rebellion; for example, starting my Fairisle Tank Top I obediently worked two by two ribbing in my main colour, but rebelled by stopping short of the required four inches. Turns out three and a half inches counts as "enough ribbing" and the phrase… Continue reading Teeny tiny revolutions


Progress and defeat

Today for me is about learning to acknowledge progress where it's being made, and accepting defeat where progress isn't possible. As you can see, my Rise of the Jellyfish sock has seen some work over the weekend. With the heel turned and the gusset decreases worked, I'm now enjoying the saunter down towards the toe… Continue reading Progress and defeat