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Wednesday, 18 May 2016

Could knitting be bad for you (or can you have too much of a goodthing?)

A short while ago a friend posted a link on Facebook to a blog post about fighting depression.  Now some of my lovely regulars will know that this is an interest of mine.  From time to time I succumb to an attack by the black dog and most recently I wrote on here that it had been particularly bad this winter past and that the dog had brought along the grey donkey of futility.

Getting out more on the Helford river (thank goodness spring is here at last)

Before I dig deep into my view of this blog post, a little word about 'fighting illness'. Generally I don't like the term as it can carry with it the suggestion that all illness is potentially beatable, and almost single handedly to boot, by the person under attack.  True a positive attitude goes a long way, as well as eating healthily, getting enough sleep and excercise along with persuading your doctor to treat you as a partner in your treatment. But it is my belief that we should not suggest to someone that they alone are fighting the illness.  For surely it is cruel to imply that chronic illness or worse, a terminal stage is because they did not fight hard enough.  Nor would I ever suggest to a doctor that many hours googling my condition plus regular bouts of positive thinking replaces his or her seven years in medical school and another  seven post graduate training

But there is a lot we can do and one thing I have learned is that while I was working at an intellectually challenging job involving writing, campaigning, lobbying and the occasional public speaking, knitting was my panacea for almost all my ills.  However, once I was retired and free to knit all day I believe it was threatening to be the cause of a prolonged visit from the black dog, a feeling of uselessness and even agoraphobia.

Soon after writing this post I took stock and decided that rather than sit around waiting for things to happen, for people to ask me to do things that would make me feel  more useful, I would get out and just DO SOMETHING.  I applied to be a volunteer at a local charity and local school. It couldn't do any harm to be more busy could it? To have to fit my selfish life into someone else's time table? Now I'm not saying everything is now brilliant, that I have not looked back since I returned to the world of work (albeit unpaid) but it has helped me not to dwell so much.

St Michaels Mount at Marazion always lifts the spirits

So I ask myself, while there are plenty of articles out there telling us how knitting helped people get over bereavement, a stress related illness or even lowered blood pressure can we actually have too much of a good thing, in fact can knitting be bad for you?

We all know the physical risks, hours of knitting with the same size needles and yarn can risk RSI in the hands and neck problems but what about the psychological?  I'm certainly not saying we should give up knitting but, something that is pretty much true in most aspects of our lives,  I needed to get the balance right.

Taking a break from work for a few weeks just to sit and knit worked well for me in short bursts but hibernating and knitting for days on end was turning me into a recluse.  While not an actual hermit style recluse I had begun to resent anything that took me away from my sofa and my latest project.

Of course I haven't given up knitting totally, while I am now committed two days a week to volunteering (in addition to a couple of forays out to an exercise class) I still have the odd afternoon and many evenings to knit and now I look forward to that time as a treat, not a time when I sit and plough through a project while dwelling on the futility of life.

I have still finished quite a few things in the last couple of months, here are some of them...

A little red, white, and blue hat for Glori to wear to a birthday party for the Queen (pattern coming soon)

The Lattice shawl, a KAL at my local knitting group

Sweet William knitted (and steeked!!) as a cardigan for Isabella to wear at her first birthday party

Vanilla socks using up all my Islington by Kettle yarns leftovers

What do others think?  I would love to know

xx

c

PS I have been sewing a bit lately but more of that later


Monday, 7 March 2016

Sock making is a thing...

Did you know that? It's definitely a thing.  If you knit socks you can talk sock.  But can you knit the perfectly fitting sock? And do you have a sock knitting party piece?  Well I do now, thanks to a class I attended last weekend

we got notebooks specially for the class (I may have bought Kate's book too)

A master class from THE SOCK EXPERT Kate Atherley at Purlescence.  Purlescence is a wonderful on-line yarn shop with premises in the Berkshire countryside.  It has a fabulous selection of yarns (including Sweet Georgia and Indigodragonfly), loads of needles (ChiaoGoo and Lantern Moon to name a couple), and other knitting notions.  But it also feels like my local yarn shop.  That is not just because it is based only about 30 mins drive from where I live, but also because Sarah and Jonathan the proprietors are so lovely, friendly and helpful.  They don't just sell fabulous stuff though, they also enthusiastically knit with the yarn they sell and try out the needles and notions.  And they have open days and classes...

Taking measurements and swatch knitting

The Morning's session was on how to knit a sock that fits perfectly.  We all have differently proportioned feet - right? In any combination of length and width, height of instep and lumps and bumps. So it is logical that when we have the chance to make our own socks that they should fit properly

When measuring my foot circumference, just above the 'toe cleavage' (a new expression learned on Saturday!) one foot was a whole inch bigger than the other, then I remembered the toe operation I had last November and put it down to that.  On the whole I have long broadish feet with a circumference that is nearly as big as my length - basically I could knit flat squares and seam them up the back, although that would not be very comfortable and this class was all about making a comfortable fitting sock.

After measuring came the maths (quite easy really)

Kate is a mathematician by education but the number crunching we had to do in her class was not complicated and was reproduced in the hand-out (and in Kate's book) It's all there to read off a table once you have your gauge and a few simple foot measurements

gage knitted in the round because socks are knitted in the round

In the afternoon we learned to knit a pair of socks in the manner of Anna Makarovna. Anna Makarovna appears briefly in the epilogue to War and Peace amazing the children with her ability to knit two socks at a time, revealing the second only at the moment she closes the toe.  Google her name and you will find out a little more about the socks and more information in an early discussion  here in Knitty and a pattern here on Ravelry

What the two socks should look like after knitting ribbing separately and sorting the stitches for the stocking stitch leg

Once you get the hang of it it is fairly straight forward but I recommend reading all through the instructions first, or, better still look out for one of Kate's classes next time she is on a teaching tour. In my photograph above I am knitting socks in different colours to help see which stitches are which. Of course that means that while I shall avoid second sock syndrome, something the method is designed to avoid, I have given myself 3rd and 4th sock syndrome!!!

All while we were listening to Kate and knitting our swatches we could gaze at the yarn displayed around the walls of the lovely light work room where the class took place

Sweet Georgia loveliness 

There was lots of good coffee and cake, and lunch, too.  Purlescence is just North of Newbury, not far from the M4 and very easy to find in a little cluster of barns on the edge of a farm in rolling Berkshire countryside.

There will be more courses and an endless supply of yarn, just keep an eye on their website

xx

c






Wednesday, 2 March 2016

oooh! LOOK! a new book

It's a yarn crawl in a book, brought to you by the people who have organised The Great London Yarn Crawl for the last three years.  And it's all you need to organise your very own London yarn fondling and buying adventure (there are hints for fabric and haberdashery buying and some lovely out of London adventures too)

it's pretty, the photography lovely and at around A5 size it fits in your bag 

Perhaps, like me, you just don't need any more yarn enabling in your life but a book like London Craft Guide provides many sorts of delights. Certainly it is THE go to hand-book for yarn buying but it is much more

It is a thing of beauty.  Flick through the softly coloured pages, admire the photography, take note of good places to pause for coffee and cake, perhaps lunch, in between the yarn yearning

check out the coloured boxes for other nearby attractions including refreshment stops


Fill your dreams with new projects (the book contains nine in all) that justify buying that single skein, bought simply because it is soooo pretty

This gorgeous shawl, designed by the lovely Anniken Allis really does take only one skein of lace weight


Travel in your daydreams around London or further afield, picking out one or two crafty shops as you visit the main sights

Oxford, Cambridge and Brighton are amongst the towns and cities mentioned

You can even satisfy your conscience when you are going cold sheep by yarn related purchases that are not actually yarn, there are fabric shops and places to buy ribbons and buttons too...

The book also takes you slightly off piste in more ways than one as it tempts you to wander off the main drag of Oxford Street and fondle the fabrics in the shops in Brewick Street. Nearly all the shops in this street are crafty related, but although you can find every sort of haberdashery there is no yarn.  

Not the only place described in the book for fabric and haberdashery but much to please in one street



The book is published by my clever friends, Alli and Rachel, who together are Yarn in the City (I may have mentioned them before) and can be bought from their website, Or, if you are going to the Edinburgh Yarn Festival, Rachel will bw there with her gorgeously coloured spinning fibre (Porpoisefur) and will also be selling the book.
xx

c

PS there are also a couple of sewing projects, this is a sneak peak of the one I designed, a tool roll for all your notions



Tuesday, 23 February 2016

Getting a little attention

I am making a very serious bid to reduce my stocks of yarn and fibre this year.  Stock sounds so much more business-like than stash, don't you think?  I have begun by listing my entire collection on Ravelry. But I'm not avoiding yarn buying opportunities altogether and last weekend was my local knitters event Unravel (sorry it's over now but it will be back again next year).  I know I have been associating with the people of the knitting world for a while when I go to such an event and the first thing I do when I arrive is to go looking for friends amongst both buyers and sellers. 

This year I also had a couple of sweaters to show off to some yarn and fibre sellers and pattern designers.  I wore one...

Angelus Novus

and carried the second (the handspun I blogged about last time) in my bag.  

My 'Very Green' cardigan is from a pattern by Renee Callahan of East London Knits called Angelus Novus  The only mods were to work out where to place the colour changes as I wanted to use a set of fabulous yarns I had bought a little while ago from Caerthan Wrack of Triskelion Yarn and Fibre

I was childishly excited to be showing off my cardigan to Renee and Caerthan (and my hand spun to Rachel of Porpoise Fur who was not only exhibiting her wonderfully coloured fibre but also one of the event speakers) but I did not expect to be stopped by so many people and asked the name of the pattern and where I got the yarn - of course I was glad to oblige!  

I have to pause for a moment to say how happy it made me feel to have so many fellow knitters say nice things about my work. Then again how could one fail to make something gorgeous from these colours

Triskelion Idris DK

wound and ready
I achieved a gentle colour transition between the greens by using a simple gradient technique 


The pattern construction is so so clever, beginning at the centre back hem with a garter tab, continuing as for a triangular shawl till the point meets the neckline - then... well you need to read the pattern, its really clever and totally seamless (by that I mean no actual sewing up)



I have quite a lot of the two darker, petrel shades left so last weekend I added one skein of red to my stash and I am spending a lot of time dreaming about what I shall make.  I need to do some maths but I might just have enough for a second very special cardigan.

there's aprox 800m here, that's enough for something, surely...
On other things I have just had time to run up a hat for my daughter Ez.  Its a fairly simple shape with a fancy cable design and a furry pom pom from Toft Alpaca.  You can buy the pattern from my Ravelry shop, it's going to be chilly at the weekend, but the hat is in Aran weight so there would still be time to make it.


In the end I came home from unravel with a little more yarn (only a very small amount!) and a few other lovely things.  More about those in a later post

xx

c

Wednesday, 10 February 2016

Scene shifting

The tectonic plates of my life have shifted. I seem to no longer to be a part of things but a spectator.  Sure my life is full of busy, I attend classes, of the sort other retired people attend to learn something new, when in reality who am I kidding? I have begun to volunteer, at a local school and as an advisor at the citizens advice bureau. I see the occasional friend for coffee or lunch, even have people over for supper but I seem not to be engaged as others are but an onlooker, and generally only occasionally included in things by others out of habit.

Despite all this I am still spinning, sewing and knitting


Spun fibre, skeined, soaked, and wound ready for knitting (Death to MRSA and Broad Bean)


But while others have moved on (or simply kept moving) I can only watch and clutch at friends' and family's coat tails as they fly by living their busy lives.  One dear friend is even about to move even closer to the centre and I already feel the sadness of loosing her back to the life we once both enjoyed.  I was going to say happy, not busy, lives but I know this is not the way it is.  Everyone's life (if they are lucky) is filled with good and bad but it's stuff they feel, both the anxiety and the joy, the laughter and the sadness. Somehow it all just runs past my eyes these days like a reel of silent film.

Perhaps I'm turing into a Miss Marple type of woman (without the crime solving) an onlooker sitting in a corner, knitting.  My latest finished object is this sweater, my own work from fabulous fluff to jolly jersey, begun during the Tour de Fleece and finally finished a week ago

I can already see that that neckline is a little too wide


When the Off The Shoulder shape stretched and became a little more Down The Arm I had to pull a thread and add a bit more on top!

Thread pulled just below the knitted hem, two inches added and re hemmed, the neck now sits at my collar-bone


Is it possible to regain that sense of involvement once it's gone? Once one has retired from the salaried world, children grown, parents died and the buffer zone lost? There was a time I felt involved, present at people's tables, in the conversation of their lives because I was as essential as the person I sat next to. I shared my thoughts, feelings and opinions as much as that other person. Now I have moved to the margins of the lives of people I love, in danger of growing invisible, going out or taken out, literally or figuratively when it is thought I have not been included for a while then returned to my box. Like so many pictures in an art collector's basement, still notionally valuable but just not enough space for us all at once.

In all this I still make plans. This beautiful skein of brightly cashmere and alpaca sits on a side table as I consider what it will be

400 metres of heavenly softness - a big squishy cowl perhaps?
I accuse no one of unkindness but I just don't feel needed very much any more. I wonder if other women feel like this?  Did our mothers? I seem to have followed mine in taking up spinning, it's very time consuming, it it displacement activity?

Although I am still not sure that it will be worth continuing to spin some chocolate brown fleece from a small local flock of black Welsh mountain sheep. 

Perhaps I should stick to the glorious colours of porpoisefur fluff

Dark Lady on BFL


But what shall I do? I think these thoughts but have nowhere to express them (except on here). I fear that to do more than hint to family and friends will just burden them, perhaps lead some to consider whether they feel the same and be the cause of spoiling their peace too. Or do I flatter myself? Do I already bore and worse depress others, are they already holding me at arms length? Is it possible, not just to fill the time but to feel life again and perhaps make a new life without loosing the old? And yet, I have husband, children grand children, home, a few friends, more acquaintances, it's not that. I just need to find my place, I've lost it somehow

Will it pass I wonder?

I just don't know

xx

c



Friday, 8 January 2016

What happened to last year's New Year Resolutions?

It is the same every year, lots of self examination and many good intentions to do better this time around.  I am no different and this year I began by reviewing my post on the eve of 2015 to see how I have done.  In some ways I have done quite well, in others failed miserably, but despite the failures I would argue in favour of this sort of once a year mental stock taking.

Just like everything else knitting wise the results were mixed.  I have been exceptionally productive* but have failed miserably in my intention to reduce my stash.  To help my resolve I joined a group on Ravelry called Pre-process Knitters and signed up for the Spread Sheet of Doom (SoD).  The idea is to add all yardage into stash and all out (knitted up) and end the year in negative balance.  The rot set in early, and it all began with this


This


And this

 
All a bought in the sale between Christmas and New year 2014.  I thought as I bought it in 2014 it would not count - not so, as it arrived in 2015 it had to be entered into the SoD.  Over the weeks I hovered in and out of negative balance.  Then I fell off the wagon so badly I gave up admitting to my lack of self control and stopped filling in my page on the SoD.

This year is going to be different.  I know it's only 8 Jan but I have bought nothing yarn related yet.  In January and February I am aiming to finish about 4 WIPS and then I can begin some new stuff but all to be made from stash.  I have listed all the projects (sewing too) in a little note book



So, what have I finished so far?  Although not finished in 2016 I just completed this in time to wear on Christmas Day

Angelus Novus pattern by East London Knits

And this in time to wear on New Year's Eve

AdventKALender Shawl by Anna Dalvi

And then since 1 January I have finished a pair of gloves and a top, (begun when the weather was warm enough to wear it!)



There will be many opportunities for failing in my stash-down quest again this year (there is Unravel  and the Joeli's Kitchen Retreat weekend for a start both in February) but I am once again resolved...


xx

c

*my 2015 tally is as follows
socks - 3 pairs
hats - 3
shawls - 4
Afghan - 2
sweaters  - 6 (including 2 child sized)
top - 1
baby layette - 1


Monday, 28 December 2015

New beginnings (from something very old)

I'm trying to avoid giving today's post a title like 'I'm back' or 'Sorry for the absence'  But I do acknowledge it's been a while since I last blogged.  The thing is I had so so much Christmas crafting to do that I just had to put the blog on the back burner (there will be pictures next week).  But I'm back now and with One Big New Years Resolution.  

I'm saying it here first, making a public announcement that 

this year is going to be the year of quilts and afghans

I have one half finished crochet blanket, and several knitted afghans and two quilts in the planning stage. The added benefit of these big projects is that 2016 should go down as a stash buster. 

But most important of all next year's plans is a wonderful restoration project for my daughter, Jen.


The quilt is a present from her Godmother.  It is probably more than 200 years old, made entirely by hand out of dressmaking scraps using the English paper piecing method.  Each scrap of fabric has been wrapped around a piece of paper cut to the right shape and the folded edges sewn together with tiny hemming stitches. While the quilt may have initially been handed down through generations of family members for most of the 20th century it has been passed on from one woman to another with the new recipient specially chosen as the right person to be it's new custodian. 

While Jen will treasure it and preserve it ready to pass on she does not want it to remain hidden away in a cupboard so as it is also in very poor condition (hardly surprising!) I have my work cut out


This red fabric is in particularly bad condition.  In some places it has nearly disintegrated all together


Rather alarmingly one tattered corner was held together with rusty safety pins


These!!!


But the workwomanship is wonderful and I do so want to do it justice when I fix it.



 It looks nearly as good on the reverse


What is my plan you may ask? Well, ultimately I want to stabilise it well enough so it can be displayed as a wall hanging (Jen has just such a wall over her staircase that has the advantage of no direct light from any of the windows in her house). I think I shall lay it over some thin un-dyed cotton and stitch it down with a fine needle and thread to support the old fabrics and the tatters, then I shall mount it on another fabric that will take all the weight of the hanging frame. But before that I am going to contact an expert in textile conservation. 

Wish me luck and lots of patience!

Finally, speaking as I was at the top of this post of long  time periods I have just noticed that today is my fifth blogging anniversary.  I have fixed my first post to the side bar here, as a featured post, in celebration. And while rummaging in a bag of miscellaneous projects found one of the little notebooks that were the subject of that first post


No sense in leaving this in a drawer either, I think I shall use it to record my 2016 projects

xx

c