Okay, so I'm done.
The pattern -- after three fresh starts and too many on-the-fly corrections to count -- is done, and I'm working on a way to internetify it (by which I mean, trying to remember who I know that has a scanner apart from my parents, and my vague ex-flatmate, with whom I'm not on the best of terms).
I also have a knitted up sample, which looks ace, and which -- due to tension problems which, let me be clear, in no way detract from the finished piece -- is currently pinned out flat to my ironing board in the hope that it will remain flat when the pins are removed.
I was all set to take and post a photo, but when I went looking for my camera, I remembered that I lent it to my sister at Easter, and don't have it back yet. And also that, if rumour is to be believed (and it always is), the reason I don't have it back is because she broke it. So the photo has to wait as well.
In the meantime, I'm trying to decide what to do with my -- erm, well. I don't know what it is. I'm trying to decide what it is. It's a blue and white knitted rectangle, 25cm wide by 15cm high, and no uses spring immediately to mind. I thought about backing it with fabric and safetypinning it to my schoolbag (because knitted things are so punk rock), but it's too big to do that successfully, by which I mean without covering up zippers and things. Decisions decisions ...
I'm turning the disastrous one from yesterday into a potholder, so that when my mum comes to visit at the end of next week and gets upset about my charred teatowels, I can point to my potholder as evidence that I'm really trying to be a responsible adult and not set teatowels on fire, and that all the charring currently in evidence is from before her last visit. And hope that she doesn't notice that I have new, charred teatowels since that last visit.
The pattern -- after three fresh starts and too many on-the-fly corrections to count -- is done, and I'm working on a way to internetify it (by which I mean, trying to remember who I know that has a scanner apart from my parents, and my vague ex-flatmate, with whom I'm not on the best of terms).
I also have a knitted up sample, which looks ace, and which -- due to tension problems which, let me be clear, in no way detract from the finished piece -- is currently pinned out flat to my ironing board in the hope that it will remain flat when the pins are removed.
I was all set to take and post a photo, but when I went looking for my camera, I remembered that I lent it to my sister at Easter, and don't have it back yet. And also that, if rumour is to be believed (and it always is), the reason I don't have it back is because she broke it. So the photo has to wait as well.
In the meantime, I'm trying to decide what to do with my -- erm, well. I don't know what it is. I'm trying to decide what it is. It's a blue and white knitted rectangle, 25cm wide by 15cm high, and no uses spring immediately to mind. I thought about backing it with fabric and safetypinning it to my schoolbag (because knitted things are so punk rock), but it's too big to do that successfully, by which I mean without covering up zippers and things. Decisions decisions ...
I'm turning the disastrous one from yesterday into a potholder, so that when my mum comes to visit at the end of next week and gets upset about my charred teatowels, I can point to my potholder as evidence that I'm really trying to be a responsible adult and not set teatowels on fire, and that all the charring currently in evidence is from before her last visit. And hope that she doesn't notice that I have new, charred teatowels since that last visit.
posted by beck at 11:08 pm
1 Comments:
Beck -
If we're still on for tomorrow, I can bring my camera. Just for the knitting, of course ...
Tom
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