That was the plan anyway.
After today, the plan is simply to get one row of stitches down that looks decent. And maybe by the end of term a small patchwork quilt for a doll's house. And eventually free up some cells for bitchin'. Our stichin was so bad, we didn't even get around to that bit.
I'd forgotten just how fiddly knitting is when you first do it. It's so fiddly, we've lost our only boy. But if little old ladies can do it so can we. This time next year we'll be onto jumpers. With designs.
Come back Sam, we need you.
Lisa, The Knitting Teacher.
(Any ideas on how to teach people to knit or cool projects we can do very welcome.)
A student (Penny) adds:
I was a complete sceptic, put off by the supposed trendy connotations of knitting, but after a bit of harassment I went along, probably more for the chocolates and the bitching if I am entirely honest.
After about 5 minutes I was completely frustrated, it would appear that I had two left hands and as a result was incapable of holding wool, needles and moving them all at the same time. Ready to chuck down my needles and flounce out, Lisa explained for the 15th time how you were supposed to make a stitch and after moaning at Sophie for a bit who was happily knitting away, I actually managed to get it. After that, it all changed, I became obsessed. Trying to get my stitches as neat as possible I kept unravelling bits I had all ready done because they were too messy.
I'm still a bit of a sceptic, but I will
be there next week (there are chocolates after all), and I think I
might even enjoy the knitting a bit too.