|Big Red Doily eats chair|
I had maintenance issues to sort out: winter tyres for the car and a haircut for me.
But mostly I felt like I really really needed some quality knitting time.
The Big Red Doily is tantalisingly close to being finished, at row 178 of 189.
Once blocked, it will be at least 6 feet in diameter, which is plenty big enough.
I have a good idea of how I might manage the transition from the main chart to the edging chart, but have sent a PM to the designer on Ravelry, just in case I have missed something. If she doesn't get back to me in time, I will do my own thing. It will be fine.
I am really excited by the prospect of finishing such a large piece of work.
It reminds me that I have an unfinished Kex Blanket to get on with!
While tizzying about in chart limbo, I decided to start a new project.
This is the Skiff Hat by Jared Flood. I am using the Miski baby llama from my ill-fated Brickless scarf.
Surprise! It didn't unravel! I can see the attraction of this edging: firmer and more finished-looking that an ordinary cast on. But quite a palaver.
I also picked away at my crochet market bag. I started this with such enthusiasm, as a gift for my mother. But the more I think about it, the more I doubt that she will relinquish the waterproof joys of a plastic carrier bag. Even before the 5p bag fine, sorry charge, my mother reused her supermarket bags. She amuses the neighbours by periodically rinsing them out and hanging them on the washing line to dry, in all their rustling glory.
You may be wondering how I am getting on with my spinning wheel?
I spent a long time watching youtube videos and looking at diagrams of how spinning wheels work.
I managed to attach a leader to the bobbin, run it past the flyer hooks and through the orifice. But I could not get the bobbin to move independently from the flyer, and the foot pedal would not stay off the floor.
I finally worked out that there are two possible positions for the metal bolt (not a technical term) that attaches the pedal to the wheel, and the wood around the upper position is so badly worn that the bolt just drops to the lower position as soon as the wheel starts to move.
I strongly suspect I would be better off selling this wheel as a decorative piece.
I love that he wanted to buy me a wheel, but I don't want to spend my precious spare time battling with faulty equipment.
It would be better not to throw more cash at this thing.
But that's a difficult conversation to have so soon after he gifted it to me.
So, in the same way that I waited my time to buy brand new snow tyres instead of the second-hand ones FL recommended (despite himself suffering a flat within an hour of purchasing his "bargain" tyres!), I will wait for a suitable opportunity to re-home this wheel.
Meantime, I want to get back to my Turkish spindle.
Once the blanket is finished.
Everything is so grey and damp right now.
No hope of getting the washing dry unless I stick it next to the woodburner.
Mud everywhere, including the kitchen floor.
But plenty of wool!
|Regia 3311, from Germany via Amazon|
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