Tuesday, August 11, 2009
In a last minute sprint to bedeck us all in wintry-hatted goodness (there are now only twenty two sleeps until Spring), I have been knitting up a storm. Selfishly, but mainly because once I’d cast on Brooklyn Tweed’s Porom beret, I couldn’t stop, I concentrated on my own head first. That ended in tears.
The last stitch cast off, I plonked the beret artistically on my head, interrupted the bedtime story and proclaimed “Voila!” Cue peals of laughter. Apparently, and so suspected by my own self for thirty eight and a bit years, I DON’T do beret. Unfairly, the seven year old does. After an all ’round beret try on, with the Mr assuming irritating background artiste-like posings, the eldest kid scored.
My uneasy relationship with wool does not end there. Given the beret was somewhat on the large side for a seven year old, and it still needed to be blocked, I, in my unerring wisdom, spontaneously opted for a shrinkingly hot – not lukewarm – water blocking. Taking great care to avoid stretching or wringing and whatnot, the beret, nonetheless, appeared to grow before my eyes. Still clinging to a dream world, I placed the damp beret over a small salad bowl (as opposed to the medium sized version prescribed by Mr Tweed) and ordered it to make like a Land of The Giants character and shrink.
Voila! The seven year old’s new mushroom costume.*
There’s more. Last night I crocheted two hats for the two year old. With one round remaining on the first version, I realised I’d be lucky to find a newborn for it to fit. Only then did I discover that Vallieskids, the generous supplier of the free pattern, lives in Maine, USA. In Australian language, that would be a hat full of treble, not double crochets. Worse still, the youngest has inherited something of my headgear gene. Even in version two she looks as weirdy as I do in a beret. Had I used a flesh-toned wool she’d look entirely bald and strangely textured.
Snaffled with nary a backward glance by that pesky seven year old...
* any learned wisdom gratefully accepted and heartily appreciated