Sunday, 20 April 2008

Donnerwetter, we're getting new coins! Am I the only person who didn't know this?

Not meaning to be a killjoy or anything, but won't it be sort of hard to tell them apart? I mean, I know they're different shapes and sizes, and, um, colours...but still! Ohh, also, what about the £2 coin? (Erm, those still exist, right? I've been out of the loop for a while.)

Friday, 18 April 2008

Had we but world enough, and time, this slowness, Lady, were no crime *

But two centimetres in as many weeks is a bit feeble by anyone's standards.

Interestingly, Photoshop felt the need to correct the red eye in this picture

It's probably just as well I hadn't got round to picking up stitches for the front lace panel, though, because my needles got confiscated at the airport! At least they didn't have any knitting on them. And despite claiming not to speak any German (ptth! Who do the Swiss think they're kidding?) the security guy was actually quite nice, and parcelled the needles up for me to collect from the luggage belt. I suspect his wife may be a knitter.

* In future I promise to try and restrain myself from butchering classics for knitting purposes.

Saturday, 12 April 2008

Um...bonjour! (This is the sum total of what I've retained from six years' worth of French lessons. Ah, the good old British education system...) I'm currently in Haute-Savoie with a dial-up internet connection (remember those?) and a mother who's displaying a previously undisclosed belief that champagne is the most suitable accompaniment for all meals. I haven't quite decided which of those factors I'm going to claim as the excuse for not showing you progress on the Surplice Bodice Camisole, so take your pick! The camisole and I will be back next week in slightly more presentable states.

Tuesday, 1 April 2008

The year that Spring forgot

I don't know, where's global warming when you need it?

But anyway, I digress (not that I'd said anything to digress from yet, I suppose) - I finally got round to the taking-blurry-pictures stage of the Unpronounceable Shell!

And because no blurry photo shoot is complete without dodgy mirror photos:

Can you make out Elefante in the background?

Slightly dodgier than intended close up of the bodice and ribbon detail

I loved knitting this - with the possible exception of the back bodice there was always enough going on to keep my toddler-like attention span engaged. Dull technical stuff ahoy!

Pattern: Aleita Shell from Interweave Knits Spring 2008; size 32 ½" (it's meant to be worn with a couple of inches of negative ease)

Yarn: 3 ½ skeins of Blue Sky Alpacas Alpaca Silk in blueberry. My excessive love for this yarn is vaguely inappropriate and would no doubt be better expended on family members or something. But it feels luxuriously scrumptious! And it doesn't shed! And I have another 3 ½ skeins left! I originally bought it for my doomed Somewhat Cowl (ahh, my salad days, when I hadn't quite made the connection between swatching and things not turning out eleventy-seven sizes too big), so I feel all virtuous to be finally using some of it up.

Needles: You're actually meant to knit the bodice back and forth on matching circular needles, but - not possessing two 3.75mm circs, and being much too cheap to buy another pair - I worked the mostly knit rows with 3.75s (Boyle 29", if anyone actually cares) and the mostly purl rows on 3.5s (Lang 24"), my logic being that my purl stitches were probably a bit looser anyway.

Mods: Just two (are you impressed at my restraint?): I worked an extra waist decrease (and corresponding increase, obviously), and added the underbust eyelet row.

Anyway, hooray! As I'm sure all professional knittery types say when completing a project.

As for what's next, I decided to interpret your deafening silence as votes for the Surplice Bodice Camisole, which I cast on for a couple of weeks ago. My enthusiasm for it's sort of petered out though - after the lusciousness of the alpaca silk the cotton's a bit harsh and utilitarian to work with, not to mention tiring. Plus I keep casting a wary eye at the enormous "finishing" section of the pattern, which I swear is longer than the actual pattern itself. Hey ho; if I stumble across some surplus motivation lying around somewhere then I might have something to show next time. (Hint to the Weather Gods: there's a mysterious correlation between sunshine and motivation levels.)