I promised myself that this year I would learn to knit socks. However I have been assiduously avoiding the task since the strike of midnight on New Years Eve! So with the end of the year hurtling towards me at alarming speed I randomly selected Thursday evening to take the bull by the horns.
All I can say is crikey, it caused some hilarity! It really does take some getting used to. I can also confirm that poking yourself in the eye with a pointy needle does really hurt. After a couple of hours, much swearing, much frogging and re-casting on and quite a bit of frantic searching on the old interweb to find the perfect instructions. (Eventually these ones worked well for me). I had absolutely nothing to show for my troubles! So I stomped off to bed in a sulk to consult youtube. Weirdly I kept waking in the night trying to work out where I had gone wrong too. Well something must have sunk into my subconscious as when I woke up at 6 the next morning it all came together and low and behold it worked
The best piece of advice was not to worry about the needles that you aren’t working with and after a while you realise that they do just find their own space to hang in while you focus on the working needles. That is, providing your needles don’t slip out of your stitches which happened to me a fair few times!
Whilst floating on a high after this rather limited success I dashed off to get some sock wool in preparation for the big event. 2.5mm needles it said. I couldn’t begin to imagine that they would be this small. They look like toothpicks!
I purchased some rather natty wool so now I am all set! However I do seem to be procrastinating a little. I really want them to be perfect so now I am worrying about fit and gauge etc. What I really need to do is have a go. Only then will I know how the whole sock construction thing works. Shame they come in pairs really as I suspect the 1st and 2nd ones maybe substantially different……