Last night as I was on my way to knit night via public transport I reached into my bag for my sock project to make good industrious use of those wasted minutes. But what is this? No! I had put the Yorkshire Rose kit in the bag and left the sock project on my desk. Before you come to the conclusion that I really am too stupid to be knitting for how could a knitter of even mediocre intelligence do such a thing? I must point out that all small projects go into calico bags to keep them safe and the kit comes in a small calico bag, so all I had done was to pick up the wrong calico bag.
I decided it wasn’t a problem because I had received that day via lovely postie a loyalty voucher for Morris and Sons in the city. As I was in the city I decided to go and get needles for the Yorkshire rose kit and knit that at knit night instead of socks. It was no biggy, after all one can never have too many knit pro nickel interchangables. Except for the fact that as soon as you go into Morris & Sons you are greeted by a double shelf of Noro. So next thing I knew, there I was with a bag of Noro yumminess farewelling a very lovely young man and thinking how helpful he was. I don’t know what happened but I’m guessing I came over all faint probably intoxicated on Noroness or something.
So it turns out that forgetting my socks was a good thing I finished the Yorkshire rose at knit night and have a pretty corsage to wear and Noro for two other projects in my queue. Wait… that makes it sound like I went in there deliberately to purchase the Noro…look finished object!
The kit was bought from Baa ram ewe, where else? It’s designed by the lovely Verity herself and what can I say, knits up in two shakes of a lambs tail with heaps of yarn left over to make several more. I shall be wearing mine often and with pride.