The door at Auntie Pat’s is big & heavy.
I knock – a little melodious knock. “Come in”, I hear. I think how cool it is that my eighty something Great Aunt is happy to have her door unlocked.
I let myself in.
Auntie Pat is all organised and ready for our knitting date. The radio is tuned to Magic 1278 and her current knitting project is laid out on the dining table.
I’m offered a cuppa and say yes to a cup of tea. Once the tea is made we settle ourselves at the table. Auntie Pat examines my homework. She’s very happy with the way I’m knitting. She runs her fingers over my work and says softly “Mmm, yes, you’re going to be a beautiful knitter Koo”. I feel well pleased with this. I like to be good at stuff.
I’ve brought along the pattern as well as my 365 knitting stitches desk calendar. I hand the pattern over to Auntie Pat & ask ernestly if I should begin at January 1st or maybe today’s date? “No”, Auntie Pat says firmly. “Close that book.” I do. “Right, now just open it up and work on whatever pattern it throws up.” I do exactly that and open the book at the diagonal rib. Auntie Pat is pleased and tells me to get started.
I cast on using my thumb and Auntie Pat begins reading. We sit together in an easy silence, knitting and reading. “Islands in the stream” comes on the radio and I smile to myself. I don’t think I’ve heard that song since 1987. I hum along happily.
Every now and then Auntie Pat offers a “interesting” or “hmmm, clever”.
Very quickly the two hours is up. I pack my things and say my thank yous and goodbyes at the door. Once I start the car I’m tempted to tune the radio to 1278 but decide to save the Magic for Tuesdays with Auntie Pat.