I am very touched that anybody remembers my Great Victory
with Sam the Ram. Anne (comment yesterday) has found the picture – just click
on 2007 and there he is, at the end of the first post that comes up (=end of
year). He is rather good, if I do say so.
What I, embarrassingly, don’t remember is which of you
suggested knitting him. I was intending to reproduce a mermaid that I had knit
for Rachel’s daughter Hellie. She loved it for years, but it eventually fell to
pieces. I think, in ’07, I still had the original pattern. The category,
remember, was “knitted toy”. But whoever-you-were was here in Edinburgh and we
went on a modest yarn crawl and had coffee, over which she suggested Sam,
saying, rightly, that he involved a certain amount of virtuoso knitting which
might impress the judges. Maureen, could that have been you?
I’ll ask Alexander if Sam is available for a modern picture.
I felt more than ordinarily flattened after my Italian
lesson this morning, which is my excuse for having done even less than usual
for the rest of the day. And as for knitting, I succumbed. The Virus Scarf has
a background colour called “Cast Iron”. I wound a skein of it – 150 grams; no
joke; and cast on. It’s lovely stuff, and will be wonderfully cosy to wind
around oneself if I ever finish. There are 524 rows, of which I’ve done 15.
That might even last out the emergency. The yarn is called “fine highland wool”
and comes from Peru. And there was not a single knot in those 150 grams.
Greek Helen, she with the abscessed tooth, is doing well,
but anxious about how she will fare when the antibiotic is over. She has been
warned about this tooth for years. It is fused to the bone in some way and will
require surgery to remove – pliars won’t be sufficient. And these are no times
to go through the door of a hospital if it can be avoided.
She has volunteered to be Helpful, on some register or
other. That involved doing someone’s shopping the other day. She was horrified
at the diet implied by the list. “Don’t you want any fruit or vegetables?” “Well,
yes; you could put in a can of pineapple.”
It is risky to change gauges by very much, but perhaps it isn't too great a change if it doesn't take much adjusting. I recall I had to work down by degrees when switching to a tiny gauge, but it didn't take long to readjust when returning to a larger gauge.
ReplyDeleteHow wonderful that someone lives up to that stereotype of the Scots not eating vegetables. And isn't Helen a vegetarian herself? I was fascinated by the "Times" journalist critiquing the food parcels being sent out to the most vulnerable, and indeed it did sound like an odd selection of items.
ReplyDeleteThanks for finding the picture of Sam; very handsome.
ReplyDeleteYou are continuing to tempt me with that scarf. Naming it the Virus Scarf makes it even more tempting.
Best wishes to Helen with the tooth; I think tooth pain is the worst pain, really.
I remember the Sam the Ram project well. I have been around for a while! Rita O'Connell the designer worked at a LYS here, s it stuck in my mind. There is also a Sue the Ewe if recall correctly. Perhaps you can make a mate or Sam. nnI have having some dental pain and hoping it passes. I thought of Helen.
ReplyDeleteYes, Jean, that was me!
ReplyDeleteSam the Ram is 13 years old? Time flies, indeed.
ReplyDelete-- Gretchen (aka stashdragon)