I haven’t yet shared the story of how I came to be a knitter… Well it all started with a reenactment fair, a very unhappy relationship, realising that I might not be as academically minded as I would like and one ‘Happy Hooker’.
I can remember the exact point that it started… The desire to create. I had of course been introduced to plastic yarn, tight stitches and sticky metal needles sometime in my teens and found it a surprisingly stressful experience and not one I wished to continue with.
Walking round TORM (The Original Reenactors Market) in Coventry I stumbled across an incredible scarf that a woman had made up as a show sample. It was a simple (to her, but pure magic to me) treble crochet stitch scarf in a block pattern but done with colourful fingering weight silk and a fine hook… Wow! At that point in my life I had no creativity and very little colour whatsoever, I was at university doing a degree that would provide me with a future (or so I thought) but it didn’t speak to my soul like this little scarf had done!
I remember buying some bits and pieces from this lady and as part of that package there was a little 4mm wooden crochet hook and a skein of natural hand dyed blue yarn… It didn’t take long for a friends girlfriend to sit my down in the pub (I just happened to have the hook and newly wound ball with me at this point) and show me how to create a foundation chain and some basic stitches. That was it… I couldn’t stop!
It was a creative addiction that consumed me, something colourful and positive in my life to feed my imagination and drive me forward.
At first I thought there would be no way that I would ever transition to knitting. It looked so bloody complicated and at this point there were no YouTube videos or Ravelry… Just me and books! But slowly and surely I started to experiment. I was living in Oxford at the time and there was a lovely ladies clothing shop with a yarn section at the back in Jericho… So from here I bought my first set of knitting needles (Brittany Birch Needles) and some chunky yarn, I made a pair of two colour fingerless mittens… really badly sewn together with a thumb hole half way up but I didn’t care they were mine and I’d made them… I’d actually knitted them!
I now cannot imagine my life without knitting… It’s got me though some serious lows in my life and has remained the constant love. I do turn to crochet from time to time and for a while I worked with a shoemaker and designed some increadible one of a kind pieces.
Even though my roots are in crochet…. I am a Knitter!