Where it all began…
was with the sticks. I learnt from my dear grandmother. The quick movement of her hands was inspiring & something I could never master. The painfully slow & awkward way I manipulated the needles & the yarn was too much for me & I concentrated my creative activities elsewhere.
I’m going to rectify that this year. I shall be spending a couple of hours each week with my Great Aunt learning how to do it “right”.
Casting on with my thumb beautifully now & I’ve got the pointer finger flicking like a pro. No more of this hand off the needle & swing around with the yarn for me.
Once I’ve practiced my technique a bit more (& solved the problems of the world over cups of tea with Auntie Pat), I’m going to make this. Oh yes I am…just you watch me.