Blog Anniversary

It's four years since I started this blog, I have not been very good at posting, though I have found a renewed interest since the new year, as I have found a renewed interest in knitting, the needles have almost been smoking.
The colleagues hat is still non existent, but I have cast on another for myself, a simple twisted cable rib in a bluey purple. I like blue, it's a cheerful colour, like the turquoise of  the sea on a calm day, the crisp royal blue of the sky on a freezing winters morning, the white blueness of freshly laundered linen, I think you get the drift.

FO

Have you any idea just how difficult it is to take a photo of the top of your head. This was one of about a dozen, the other eleven were deleted, bad, bad photos. It is still not a good photo, but will have to do. This is the hat knitted from The Family Knitting Book, using Patons Diploma Gold DK in shade 6151, which is a blood red colour, not the pinky red shown in the picture. The folded bottom is a Honeycomb pattern though it does not show too clearly in this photo, and the top is a sort of 4 x 4 twisted cable rib.
I even managed to knit another hat this weekend, not for my colleague still, but for the Grandaughter, she saw me knitting this one and demanded that I make a pink hat for her, which being the doting Nana I am, I promptly did, I did take a picture of her wearing it, bad photo, I will try to get another one of her in it soon, and hope that she is not pulling strange faces.
I will start the other hat today, I need to get this done asap, my colleague is home from foreign lands tomorrow, I must find a manly colour in my stash.
If anyone ever stumbles across my blog, please stop and say hello, I am not especially bothered if no-one ever reads it, but it would be nice to know that there is someone out there in the netherworld of Blogland. I have grown quite fond of this blog over the last few postings, it has revived a more intense love of all things knitted, I had been quite lazy over my knitting in recent months, apart from a quick burst just before  my little Grandson was born and Christmas, I had not really knit anything in the last year or so.

The Frog Pond is no more, I spent a very productive evening last night, ripping out everything that was hidding away in it, and there was some stuff that had been hibernating there for well over four years, it is no more, but I now have a large pile of balled up yarn ready to re-enter the stash mound.

There Has Been Knitting

I have actually made time for some knitting, not the hat for my work colleague, but one for me. I was having a little look through my books and patterns for a suitable mans hat and found the perfect one, for me. It is from The Family Knitting Book, which was produced excusively for W H Smith in 1980, it has a lovely Aran section in the back of it and the pattern was crying out to be knit, I am about half way through it and really enjoying the cables, never done them before, bit bloody fiddly at first with the cable needle ( dpn actually, don't have a cable needle as such ) but you soon get into the swing of it.

I love these old knitting books,I manage to get alot of them from my local charity book shop, I never pay more than a pound for them, absolute bargain. Today I picked up thirty knitting magazines in one of the other charity shops for only three pounds, mostly from the nineties, but several from the seventies, including one from 1970 priced up in old money 3s 6d, Woman Treasury of Crochet and Knitting, if only the modern magazines were that cheap.

Frog Pond

There is nothing is my stash for the Maidenhair Shawl, this project uses 825g of yarn and though I have yarn that I could use, I do not have enough of any particular yarn. This of course means I will have to buy some for it, I spent a fair amount of time yesterday browsing the interweb for something appropriate and have found a few possibilities but nothing that jumps up and bites me on the bum screaming buy me, buy me.
The hat has not even been started, got side tracked by something else, that something else is going to be frogged in a little bit, not liking it at all.
Talking of frogging, I have rather a large Frogpond at the moment, not as large as it was, I did do a little ripping out over the New Year, I like ripping, it's like buying new yarn in a way, you get to use a yarn that you coveted enough to cast on with all over again from new. I did not fall out of love with anything in the frog pond, but most of the projects have been lurking around for so long I have forgotten what patterns they are from, and if I can remember what patterns they are, I sure as hell don't remember at what point I have got to in the pattern, so rather than struggle with working out what they are and where I have gotten to, I will just rip it, rip it, rip it.

A Challenge

I have, over the years bought yards of non-fiction books, all bar none are about knitting, pattern books, technique books, stitch dictionarys, you get the idea. I have lovingly and faithfully read them from cover to cover, marvelling over the miriad of beautiful projects and have so far not knitted a thing from them. Don't get me wrong I always have every intention of knitting countless amounts from them, they are full of post-it notes bookmarking the things I want to do, some of these post-its even name the yarns I have in my stash that I can use to make them with. Still they haven't been knitted.

So naturally my challenge is to get off my pondering backside and do some of them. Which one to start first though, now I could spend days once again leafing through all the books, actually make that weeks there are alot of books, trying to make up my mind flitting from one project to another, constantly changing my mind again and again and again. Instead I have elected to start with the last book I bought, Alice Starmore's, Aran Knitting, now there are quite a few projects that spring to mind from this particular book, Irish Moss, Na Craga, St Ciaran, the list goes on, but in my infinite wisdom I have decided on Maidenhair Shawl.

Now all I have to do is some stash diving to see if I have anything approaching suitable for this, if not, damn, I will have to do some shopping for more yarn, I have plenty of overtime this month so I can treat myself to something special to celebrate my good sense in taking on this challenge. And in case you were wondering, no, there is no particular reason for this particular project, it was just the first first one that jumped out of the pages and hit me over the head pleading to be cast on and maybe one day cast off again as an official FO.

Happy New Year

Welcome to 2011, what a celebration we had, we were in bed by ten and fast asleep as the rest of the country rocked their socks off. Mr Roadside has got swine flu so we cancelled our plans and snuggled on the sofa, most of the family have had the dreaded lurgy over Christmas so it was all a little subdued to say the least, as well as the grandaughters bedroom ceiling collasping on Boxing day due to a leak in a pipe that was 'fixed' a couple of months ago, Christmas was not the riot it normally is in the Roadside House, enjoyable none the less though.
Resolutions, I think not, they never make it through the first week. Knitting took a back seat in 2010, I went from having no job to having three, so have been running to keep up with myself. My craft room is no more, it is now the grandchildrens room, sad but necessary.
Today I intend on knitting my work buddy a hat for his 40th birthday this week, he is from Slovakia and I have been trying in vain to find something even vaguely Slovak to incorporate into the hat, but apart from their national flag I can find nothing, absolutely nothing.
I would like to try and blog this year, (no, not a resolution) maybe even get a few pictures of FOs up, we will see anyway.

Another Day

I am so crap at this, my intentions are good but I get side tracked by just about everything these days, and not having a job is really doing my head in, or should I say that not having any money because I do not have a job is doing my head in even more, Christmas could be quite bleak this year, oh well so long as the babies get presents the grown ups will understand, though I will feel really guilty if I can get nothing for my two, even if they are grown ups. Talking of which I have almost finished a shrug for my big baby girl for Christmas, can't take a photo of it I have no idea where my phone has gone, the little one was playing with it on Saturday so who knows what little hidy hole it has ended up in.