Ugh,

I’m making a pair of Fetchings at the moment. Well, I was until I threw them down in disgust half an hour ago because I have run out of wool on the last two rows (well three if you include the bind off) on the last thumb.

I have made these in exactly the same yarn (although a different colour) twice before and I knew it was going to be tight, but even with gathering all scraps and knotting (I can hear the gasps) them together, its just not enough.

Ugh, and, I had shown them to my Mum (the grateful, what was soon to be keeper) earlier.

My tension must have relaxed over the course of my rather young knitting career.

I don’t think I have any scraps of the bamboo yarn that I was using. Although I’ll have a rummage in better light tomorrow and there is a dim lightbulb blinking at the back of my brain that indicates that indeed there may be a scrap of something hiding somewhere. They don’t have to be perfect, as they were, (which is why I was using a bamboo mix and therefore washable) going to be used as gardening Fetchings to keep Mum’s joints warm.

And I was going to show you all, just how clever I was, (yeah right! (she can’t even buy enough yarn!!)) because one was cabled with a cable needle and one was cabled the way Carie had shown me, without a cable needle. And we would have ummed and aahed about what I perceive to be a slight but quite interesting difference and why that would be so..

And on that note, I’m off to bed.