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If it sounds like I’m swearing in the title I’m not, although I certainly felt like it. For those non-knitters amongst you, ‘frogging’ basically means undoing what you’ve spent hours doing because you got wrapped up in an episode of something on the T.V. and let your concentration slip. As you can see below, that happened to me during a binge watching session of ‘Silk’ and I didn’t do a twist where I should have done. As I have explained before, these big, bouncy, beautiful blankets are knit with six strands of wool so undoing it when you’ve made a mistake is a bit of a nightmare. To my shame, I did consider leaving it as it was because it’s going to be my Mum’s Christmas pressie and I thought she won’t notice or, if she does, she won’t mind but, when it came to it, I just couldn’t do it – what sort of knitter (or daughter) would I be?
This photograph shows where I had got to with my frogging before I decided to take a photograph, the error was much further down than that originally – 26 rows further down actually, if you must know. I did this with one of my previous blankets and started frogging lots of rows at a time which resulted in the strands of wool getting so tangled up I had to cut them and rejoin the yarn which meant, instead of having tail ends to weave in only at the beginning and end of the blanket, I had some in the middle too. I didn’t want that happening again so, after about 2 hours of carefully undoing one row at a time, I got into a system of having the strands going round the back of my neck and rewinding one ball at a time at the end of each row. Nightmare!
Having got myself back on track my trusty 20mm circular needle – the conqueror of 3 and a half of these blankets so far – broke and I have lent my spare one to somebody who has only just completed the first 8 rows of her blanket and I haven’t got the heart to ask for it back. I am about to continue with my needle held together with superglue, smooth duck tape and a prayer.
I made some of these to cheer myself up.
They are Nigella Lawson’s Chocolate and Banana muffins and they are meant to be chocolate coloured but when I opened a tin of what I thought was luxury chocolate powder, it was a tin of chocolate chips which you add milk to in order to make posh hot chocolate. Still, I added them anyway and it worked because how could luxury chocolate chips not work?
Anyway, all has not been a complete cock up. I have mentioned before the F2F patchwork block swap I’m participating in. I’m so excited as it’s my turn this month and, by the end of it, I should have received 11 packages from all over the world, each containing 3 blocks for me to join together with the 3 that I have made, to make a lovely big quilt. Last month was Sue’s turn – she is one of the organisers and had requested black and white with a hot colour of our choice. You could use more than one hot colour but once I’d settled on this hot pink I couldn’t get enough of it. Also, I’m getting better at these Anvil blocks (a bit better anyway) so played it a bit safe, stuck with those and just alternated the colours.
The black fabric is covered in tiny text which is a quote from George Eliot.
I love this musical score print.
A reminder for Sue that these blocks came from France – albeit nowhere near Paris!!
I don’t know why this one goes in the opposite direction to the others but I’m sure it won’t matter
Off to order another 20mm circular needle – just in case.
Have you ever had to undo something you’ve made which was such a pain it has lingered long in your memory?
Back in May, my friend of umpteen years had a very significant birthday ending in a ‘0’ and I’m sure she won’t mind me saying that it wasn’t her 20th – or even her 30th – but I’ll stop there.
I knew I wouldn’t be seeing her until June as she spends half the year in the U.K. and half in France so I started making a gift for her. Something fairly traumatic delayed her getting here until this month and, yesterday, we met up and I was finally able to hand over her present. It would only fit in a humungus carrier bag that I had bought last Christmas for some reason I can’t remember.
I couldn’t resist knitting another giant blanket and, this time, I chose a rusty orange colour that I knew would go with the décor in her flat in the U.K.
When I gave it to her she cried. I think it was because she was happy but it might have been because it is so hot here at the moment a blanket is about as much use as a chocolate teapot.
Then we went out for dinner here……
and, after a glass of something sparkly on the terrace, went out into the cloisters of the abbey which was set up with tables for the evening meal.
Then, because we couldn’t drink anything else as I was driving (she could have but kindly abstained so as not to make me jealous) we polished off a bottle of sparkly when we got back to her house and stayed up until the small hours chatting and reminiscing and laughing fit to burst about things I can’t recall now. I had a slight headache this morning but it was worth it.
Next blanket will be for my Mum who has a birthday in September. The only trouble is, we are forecast to have even hotter temperatures in August so I’m not sure I’ll be able to survive partially submerged under almost 3kg of yarn – it might have to be her Christmas gift instead.
The photos of the beautiful Abbey are from the owners’ website (click on photos to see more) as is this description – L’Abbaye-Château de Camon is an ancient Benedictine monastery dating back to the tenth century. It is situated in the beautiful village of Camon in the foothills of the Pyrénées. Surrounded by forest and pasture it is only a ten minute drive from the medieval town of Mirepoix. In the heart of Cathar country this historic monument is now a luxury chambres d’hôtes.
It almost makes me want to get married again so I could have my wedding reception there.