Happy Candlemas, everyone.
So - I crocheted (!) and I steeked. (And did both at knitting group on Saturday. People were very kind and let me wave the thing in their general direction, rather a lot.)
For those people who know me, the crochet was the scarier bit. Every time I pick up a hook, it's a foreign object, and I take to it like a duck takes to football. But I know I can do the double-crochet method Kate Davies favours, because I did it on a sample in a class with Jared Flood in 2010, and it worked this time. Taking the scissors to the knitting after that was pretty easy.
Here's the front:
And because all the knitters here will want to see it, here's the back:
(I'll run that extra-long float in!)
And here's both, with a bit of the reinforcement thrown in.
I'm quite chuffed.
It's been a lovely week for meeting knitters I haven't seen for ages, too. On Tuesday, Lixie and I met and went to the Murder in the Library exhibition at the BL, which is an A-Z history of crime fiction.
If you have half an hour to spare and you're in the King's Cross area, this is a wonderful way of spending time. (We spent longer, but then we hadn't seen each other for 2-3 years and both review this sort of book quite a lot.) We both came out with a short reading list of unknown authors, and shared some we both enjoyed.
On Thursday, Knitdaisies came to stay overnight before a conference in Cambridge on the Friday, and we stayed up way too late and ate soufflés and spelt risotto and giggled a lot.
And then on Saturday after knitting I bumped into SusieH and her family in the waiting room at Cambridge station, and had to haul out the new steek to show her... I haven't forgotten we need to get together soon!
