A couple of months ago my hair was about shoulder length and had got to that point, catching on my collar and my necklaces enough to be persistantly annoying, but not really long enough to make a good up-do. This, as always, caused me the dilemma: to cut it into a bob again, or to grow it on further and wear it curly, long. (Once longer than shoulder length it takes about 30 minutes to straighten and frankly I have more exciting things to do.)
In order to put off the decision a little longer, I sometimes started to wear my hair with a knitted hairband to get it off my neck. I quickly realised that it would need a little more help and decided to make a turban. I used Susan Crawford’s 1940s-inspired Greta Turban pattern and it turned out to be a great asset to the summer months.
I rather like it, and once I have grown my hair a little longer I’ll be wearing it all the damn time too!
I really enjoyed knitting it up in Jamieson’s Shetland Spindrift which I’d not tried before, and the pattern: the lovely mossy texture of trinity stitch is really easy to remember, making it a lovely accompaniment to watching a bit of Miss Marple on the telly.
Oh, and the alter ego? At school one teacher persistantly called me either Greta or Bridget instead of Ingrid. I wasn’t so keen on Bridget, but Greta somehow had a more exciting ring to it, so I’d answer to that.
There is no tension given, but as I know I knit rather loosely, I went down a needle size to that given. This has actually made me a smaller turban than the original, but it still fits me fine.
I did the ties differently to those in the original pattern. As my turban turned out a little smaller, continuing on until the ties measured 12 inches would have made them out of proportion, so I stopped at around 8 inches instead and tied them differently to finish off as well as it seemed to suit me more.
I recently read a book where at the back there were notes for book groups and also a selection of titles for further reading around the same subject. I’d expect that, sometimes in a factual book, but this was fiction. The book was The Legacy of Hartlepool Hall by Paul Tarday and it was… well… alright. The thing was though, that it led me on to reading Something Fresh by PG Wodehouse once again and to fall in love with Blandings all over again.
So, what I thought I would do every so often would be instead of churning out a load of links for you, to curate a bit of further reading. Further to what I have been doing here at the blog. So with no further ado, here are the first couple to tempt you.
The Art and Science of Planned Pooling.
An older, and very interesting article from one of my favourite knitting magazines, Twist Collective, written by a knitter who is also a statistics professor. I have never much liked variagated yarns because of the seemingly random splurge of colours that one gets when knitting with them. This methodology may change my working with them.
River Cottage Home Made Tomato Ketchup.
A really tasty recipe for the ubiquitous red stuff from Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall and possibly quite apt a little later in the year when the tomatoes are all ripening at the same time. It takes a while to make, but the results are well worth it. The amount of tomatoes that we had last year, it was still around now!
Watch this space for more.
Just a glimpse at the knitting bag that I’m making for my Mum. I’m sewing the main bag and the lining together during this afternoon’s nap time.
Once it’s finished that’s all my Christmas sewing done. Hurrah!
More proper pictures and info after Christmas, of course. Not that she reads my blog, but just in case!
I’ve been taking six balls of Paton’s Merino Wool DK around the house into different lights for the past half hour.
The wool is left over from a couple if previous projects and I’m fairly sure that there are two different dye lots. I’m trying to ascertain how many balls I have of each before deciding how to use them in a new cardigan.
Do I need to use two alternating strands all the way through or not? Are there enough balls of each to even do that?
Such decisions befall the knitter.