Cleft in twain
Hanging out the washing today (the glamour, the glamour) I discovered my favourite old linen bedsheet had almost completely ripped along the little perforated line detail along the edge.
As I tugged at the damp mass in the basket, it just went zzzzzzzzzttttttttt.
Just like a zipper.
Bugger.
And speaking of cleaving. have you seen the intrepid steeking adventures of Pikku Kettu and Brooklyn Tweed? I'ts like extreme sports for knitters.
No vesselling yesterday. At least I can always vicariously vessel (yes, it's a verb now) via others.
No, I was feeling too dispondent yesterday to vessel. That old Ultra, she was a-buggin' me. I had visions of shapeless potato sacks and gapey holes.
But after some fab advice from aforementioned pikkukettu (the blogosphere! She is like a virtual grandmother- dispensing knitterly wisdom- but without the personality disorders), and getting within the last inch of the neck cast off I am buoyed up again.
As I tugged at the damp mass in the basket, it just went zzzzzzzzzttttttttt.
Just like a zipper.
Bugger.
And speaking of cleaving. have you seen the intrepid steeking adventures of Pikku Kettu and Brooklyn Tweed? I'ts like extreme sports for knitters.
No vesselling yesterday. At least I can always vicariously vessel (yes, it's a verb now) via others.
No, I was feeling too dispondent yesterday to vessel. That old Ultra, she was a-buggin' me. I had visions of shapeless potato sacks and gapey holes.
But after some fab advice from aforementioned pikkukettu (the blogosphere! She is like a virtual grandmother- dispensing knitterly wisdom- but without the personality disorders), and getting within the last inch of the neck cast off I am buoyed up again.
6 Comments:
I love that garment (cardigan, I suppose - but so cool and un-cardigany!) that brooklyn tweed has just made. I lust after the yarn, especially the way it looks in the cables. He is such a neat'n'tidy boy. I am thinking of making a pair of his fair isle hats for my son and his boyfriend in London.
Bummer indeed about the sheet. Do you have mendy plans involving zig zag stitch covered by some lovely ribbon or braid?
Sad and unfortunate as the zzzzzzztttttting of your bedsheets is, I love the comparison you made with steeking. Extreme sport, indeed. I'm more of a doggy-paddle in the shallow end of the pool kind of knitter. At least for now.
I swear, reading Brooklyn Tweed's steeking posts is like seeing Picasso in action. What that boy does with yarn, mmhmm.
Yay for the buoyant blogosphere!
I haven't been as amused by a single sentence in a long time as I was by this: "She is like a virtual grandmother- dispensing knitterly wisdom- but without the personality disorders." hahaha!
If you plan to throw out sheet for lack of working sewing machine - send it my way - anything I (and my working) sewing machine can acheive has to be better than certain death, oui?
(Promise I'll send it back if I'm successful)
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