A year in the life...

... of me!

About a year ago (easter 2007) I asked my mum "will you teach me to knit?" Bless her, she nearly fell over! I've been a tomboy since, like, forever, and never ever ever showed any interest in knitting or anything else girly. So she said yes, and prior to our next trip to sunny Anglesey I went to Hobbycraft (not having even imagined the fabulous world of Local Yarn Stores which would become available to me over the coming months.......) bought myself some wool and some needles, my very first.

I bought some Pony plastic 6.5mm needles and a ball of Sirdar Chunky Denim - I liked the colour.

So mum taught me to knit and purl, cast on, cast off, increase and decrease. My best friend bought me Knitting for Dummies which is brilliant. And the rest is history!

Now, recently I plucked up the courage to go to my local S&B in Preston, which has been amazing for me, it's the first regular evening out since, well I was going to say the birth of my nearly 3 year old son, but thinking about it I could probably say "since I was in the Girl Guides...." I'm not the greatest for getting out in the big world, very sad really. Anyway, it's also been amazing to meet such a lovely group of women who have welcomed me so cheerfully and shared their love of knitting with me.

And they've got me into Ravelry www.ravelry.com - oh I still remember the day my Ravelry invite arrived in my inbox.... *sigh* The next logical step was getting my wips, fo's and stash onto the site, I have precisely umpteen wips and fo's and listing my stash was quite an enlightening process.

Right so, where this blog was going is here... reminded by ravelry this week of the Mistake Stitch Rib scarf by Joelle Hoverson I hauled out the much practised / frogged Denim Chunky. Then I riffled through a vase of needles to see what looked right and only afterwards noticed it was the 6.5mm pair. It's nice that its a whole year since I started with this yarn-lark and the Denim is happy as a soft deep chunky rib scarf. I've learnt so much this last year and I won't look back, there'll always be a knitting bag at my side.... knitting on one side, Ollie on the other side; happy!