Yesterday I didn’t think I was going to knit the Winter Olympics this time around – the last few months have been full of deadlines and I don’t really fancy another one.
However W’s jumper (above) is looking very loved, and very tatty and I’ve been promising him that I’ll knit him a new one for the last two years.
Last time it took me 9 days. Mind you about two days of that was while marathon watching Black Books (which seems like a good excuse to hunt them out again, now I come to think of it!), and this was before FB was a twinkle in my eye. This time around I think it’s going to take a bit longer.
And have stripes.