Howling: a fictional Sussex village in Stella Gibbons’ classic novel, Cold Comfort Farm. A place where gumboots are essential and the wind comes in “snarling cries”. Also the name for this easy to memorise, mock rib cowl that’ll keep the snarling cries at bay.
Miss Lavish is my workbag. Now I don’t usually name my possessions. The cat spent several months without a name and even now I’m not sure he’s a Perkins but it’s sort of stuck. My workbag, however, was named instantly, it just clicked.
Sadly my life is not dressy and glamorous. T-shirts and jeans are my normal workwear, I only have to put on a skirt for comments to be made on my appearance – not always a good thing! Occasionally I’ll buy or make something for an event which sits at the back of the wardrobe until the next outing by which time it looks a bit dated. What I really should concentrate on are quality, wearable, everyday clothes, interesting to knit and with a detail or two to lift them out of the ordinary.
I’ve been obsessing about vintage linens. Not historic textiles but the sort of linen your Granny had in the kitchen drawer. The sort that might have a few darns but still has plenty of wear and didn’t smear the glasses. Miss Marple for instance might have bought her dusters from the counter in Woolworths but she went up to town, to Derry and Toms for her pre-war quality linen glass cloths.
From our first show at Woolfest last year we realised there was a small problem with our kits. So many people said that they wanted to buy one but they had baby boys. Not wanting to scar child for life by having him turned out in a dress we now have Dipper, for both boys and girls.
Selborne is a small village in Hampshire close to where our grandparents lived when we were children. Famous to most for the home of Gilbert White, the naturalist and for us the zig-zag path and violets.
One of the things about attending lots of lovely wool shows is that Nicola and I spend a lot of time in a car. As I can’t get my head around an automatic gear box she gets to do all the driving and I get to think up new products …. or sleep.
You’ve knitted the bodice, blocked the pieces and sewn the seams and now it’s languishing in the ‘to do’ pile for want of a skirt. If you are more au fait with the knitting needles than the sewing machine we thought a photo tutorial would help the process along. Panic not – Liberty Tana Lawn is bliss to sew and very forgiving if you make a mistake and have to rip out.
I’ll use the same headings as those printed in the pattern so you can jump in at any point you like. The pattern instructions are shown in blue and the explanations and tips in black.
I always find holidays exhausting, the week before you work like a lunatic to leave everything shipshape and the week after is spent catching up – oh, and ironing. Very cleverly our week away on Lewis and Harris was just before Yarndale, I must just enjoy the stress!
It’s Yarndale in Skipton, North Yorkshire this weekend and we’ll be on stand 167 if you’re visiting.
It’s Yarndale next week and preparations are under way but perhaps not as under way as they should be.
Sampler, a warm woolly scarf to keep out the winter draughts and just what you need to knit when the temperatures hit 30°C. We had this scarf as a sample at Woolfest and we also meant to have the pattern all typed up and ready to go. Well that was the plan, it was never going to happen.
When I taught myself to knit in the early 1980’s life was simple when a pattern said cast on you did just that, a simple cable cast on and off you went. There was only one way to cast on, wasn’t there?
It appears there are nearly as many ways to cast on as there are knitters to knit them.
I’ve been dyeing stock for our first ever show at Woolfest at the end of next month and I have a new yarn base to play with. It’s a lovely springy South American merino 4 ply, very soft but still with some body.
Recently Nicola and I went to H+H Cologne on a serious shopping trip for the shop. Just before she left home Nicola phoned with a list of the clothes that she was taking as we both have similar tastes and we needed to check that we hadn’t packed the same. At our age identical is not a good look. The positive side of both liking the same things is when we saw Erika Knight’s Studio Linen we both said yes.
We’ve been away for a few days camping in Tarifa; well ok not a tent but a luxury yurt.
When we were kids, Easter was a hot cross bun on Good Friday and a Quality Street chocolate egg each which was always hidden at the back of Mum’s wardrobe, so the egg hunt was remarkably quick. We never had Simnel cake and I didn’t have an Easter biscuit until I’d left home, started my first job and I was introduced to them by ‘Elen the head groom’s widow. She lived in the corner house of the stable yard and each year made Easter biscuits from an old family recipe.
I taught myself to knit. When Nicola left for university I took over from her as Saturday girl in the village wool shop. I had never had so much money before.
Our house is old and over the years it’s been pulled about, the floors have been taken up and the windows were replaced when a neighbouring house was bombed and now nothing fits.
I spend hours travelling to my day job. About three and a half hours a day driving in and out of London, sat in traffic contemplating the rear bumper of the car in front and day dreaming. I’ve been on fantasy hikes, bought houses in remote places and started new businesses, I am even Lady of the Manor to a fantasy village for when I win the Lottery, something along Miss Marple lines – it might help if I ever bought a ticket! Mostly I’m creating my next knitting or sewing project and this time it’s well on it’s way to fruition and getting a little scary as the packaging has arrived. Oops, how did that happen?
When Louise said that I was to come up with a few lines of inspiration for our first blog post my mind went blank. It does the same when I’m trying to remember a song or book or even more embarrasingly when I go to make an introduction. Then I had a light-bulb moment, pear or bulb-shaped pins I use them all the time.
Welcome to The Knitting Shed a tiny company run by one family.
Heard of us before?
Well that would be Vicky the original owner of the company who developed a love for crochet and then all things woolly and started The Knitting Shed in 2008.