Hello, thank you for dropping in. I hope you have brought your cardigan because it's chilly here, and rather miserable. I have been turning the lights on in the daytime all week and on Tuesday evening we actually lit the candles in the evening and made hot chocolate, which is unheard of for this time of year, but we needed some comfort.
So as we are cosying up, I thought I'd share some socks with you. A few months ago I offered to knit some socks for a close friend, a woman with a big heart and cold feet. She asked me where I buy my Drops Fabel and a week or so later she arrived at my door with two 50g balls of Green/Turquoise Print (677), a very uninspiring name for a glorious yarn because as I was knitting and the pattern appeared it became quite obvious to me that these are, in fact, Peacock Socks.
All went very well with the first sock. However, when I came to begin the second I realised that the long pattern repeat meant that I had to wind off an awful lot of yarn from the ball before I could even cast on if I wanted the second to match the first, which I did. (I know that some people don't mind if they don't match, but I mind very much. Each to her own.) In fact, I had to wind off 10g, a fifth of the ball.
Grrr! I have to tell you that there was, ahem, language. I was cross. I retrieved the 10g of yarn which I had wound off, found what I thought was the right place and carried on BUT it wasn't the right place and the toes didn't match. I really couldn't bear it so I frogged it and tried again. It's still not right, but it's almost right and as my friend won't be wearing them with peep toe sandals, I decided that they were good enough and that if I tried again, I probably wouldn't match them any better.
So, having finished the socks, I wanted to knit a bag for my friend to keep them in. I cast on 80 stitches with the unused Drops Fabel and knitted in the round until I ran out of yarn, finishing with four rounds of purl to make an edge, but unfortunately, the bag wasn't big enough so I found some charcoal grey 4ply in my stash, picked up the stitches from the cast on edge and carried on until it was big enough to hold two carefully folded socks.
Peacock! Dark green, purple, turquoise, lime... I really do LOVE these colours.
I have been asked how long it takes me to knit socks so this time, I kept a tally and I now know that it takes me ... thirteen hours per sock, so twenty-six hours for a pair. I am not a fast knitter and I make a bit more work for myself by knitting the cuff in double rib, but I prefer them that way. So, gentle readers, if you are wondering why handknitted socks are expensive, do the arithmetic and work out twenty-six hours at minimum wage and you will find that any handknitted socks you can buy are an absolute bargain!! (I know a demon knitter who can knit a pair of socks in sixteen hours but even that works out at more than £130.) Alternatively, find a friend to knit some for you because once you have worn socks which have been knitted to fit your foot, you will find it very hard to go back.
My friend really is delighted with her socks, and with the bag and I have to tell you that because she really is a lovely woman, the bag of yarn she brought me contained not only two balls of Peacock yarn, but another two balls for me to knit some socks for myself. I have the best friends.
See you soon.
Love, Mrs Tiggywinkle x