Knitting – It’s Just Like Riding A Bike
30 Aug
Last night in a cute little cafe in Kingsville, a group of women came together and a knitting circle was formed. And I was proudly part of it. And I can honestly say I never dreamed I’d be involved in such a thing – but I really enjoyed it. Both of my grandmothers were beautiful knitters and they’d each spent time and patience showing me how to knit. I’d often thought it was such a shame that neither I, or my two sisters carried on the tradition of being lovely knitters, and if it wasn’t for one of my girlfriends who organised the group, I would not really have contemplated picking up the needles again. Maybe ever.
I arrived with a bottle of wine, but no wool. I thought I should go along and see if a knitting circle was for me before I spent the money on buying materials. I have a tendency to get bored easily. Often half way through a DVD I’ll pause it and get the ironing board out and my family members refuse to play cards or board games with me because no sooner have we set it all up and I’ve had enough. So I thought last night it might be best if I just observed before I decided whether I’d be a regular participant.
I’d only just sat down and poured myself a glass of red, when one of the girls I’d never met before kindly opened her bag and offered me a ball of wool and some needles. What a lovely gesture I thought! Perhaps this knitting circle thing is for me. Why wouldn’t I relish the opportunity to meet nice new people, share an interest, a nibble and a glass of wine and have a natter about the goings on of the world.
I was quietly impressed by my ability to take up where I last left off 30 years ago when my Nana’s helped me knit scarves for my dolls. I thought I might attempt a scarf for myself this time. Given that my knitting ability is limited to cast on, knit one, pearl one, cast off, with that skill level and at the pace I moved at last night (as evidenced above showing 2 hours of knitting), it’ll be well on it’s way by next winter. That’s OK though. For me it’s not really about the knitting. It’s about the experience. About the friendships that will be formed. And about having that shared interest with my much adored Grandmother’s.
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