I have always been slightly aware that i am 24 going on 75.
Give me a hot drink, a crossword and a murder mystery and i'm happy.
I'm also slightly certain that every time i pick up my knitting needles i am possessed by the spirit of my late Grandma and Nanna, both of whom (unbeknownst to them) posthumously donated their knitting needles to me.
This can only be a good thing, as both were incredible knitters. They could whip up an aran cable knit with a frog on the bag faster than it takes to read this)
I have had this feeling before, during Panto season, when i was doing a codeword, watching Pointless, drinking a Crabbies (Check your radio times, Pointless is on after 5, it's allowed) and sat in an armchair under a blanket (it got awfully chilly in Worcester that year).
It is on that note, that i introduce you to The G & Tea Jukebox
50 minutes of everything "Granny Chic" hosted by the dulcet northern tones of Lauren, who I believe suffers from a similar condition to me.
However she defines it more succinctly as describing herself as a
"Young Age Pensioner"
Brilliant. Wooly hats off to you Lauren, Cheers to you with a teacup and saucer, and a knitting in the round of applause.
So, If you fancy 50 minutes in the company of an Angela Lansbury fanatic, and let's face it - if you've found yourself here - you probably do, pour yourself a brew, pick up your needles, tut at the rain and give her a listen.
Whilst we're on the subject of all things geriatric vogue, it seems a knitting update is due. Where were we? Ah yes, i'd finished the dress for my niece, now the logical progression goes - Little hat, big hat, dress, DOG.
Of course it does.
Said book that Rita sent (featured in my very first entry), featured a pattern for a sausage dog.
Now, how can you merely flick past this without your needles twitching at the thought of your very own Schnitzell Von Krumm with a very low tum?! How?!
You can't, just try it, you can't.
This was my first foray into the world of toy making, several trips to google, youtube and phone calls to Rita to find out how on earth i 'reverse the shaping' later, i had:
Give me a hot drink, a crossword and a murder mystery and i'm happy.
I'm also slightly certain that every time i pick up my knitting needles i am possessed by the spirit of my late Grandma and Nanna, both of whom (unbeknownst to them) posthumously donated their knitting needles to me.
This can only be a good thing, as both were incredible knitters. They could whip up an aran cable knit with a frog on the bag faster than it takes to read this)
I have had this feeling before, during Panto season, when i was doing a codeword, watching Pointless, drinking a Crabbies (Check your radio times, Pointless is on after 5, it's allowed) and sat in an armchair under a blanket (it got awfully chilly in Worcester that year).
It is on that note, that i introduce you to The G & Tea Jukebox
50 minutes of everything "Granny Chic" hosted by the dulcet northern tones of Lauren, who I believe suffers from a similar condition to me.
However she defines it more succinctly as describing herself as a
"Young Age Pensioner"
Brilliant. Wooly hats off to you Lauren, Cheers to you with a teacup and saucer, and a knitting in the round of applause.
So, If you fancy 50 minutes in the company of an Angela Lansbury fanatic, and let's face it - if you've found yourself here - you probably do, pour yourself a brew, pick up your needles, tut at the rain and give her a listen.
Whilst we're on the subject of all things geriatric vogue, it seems a knitting update is due. Where were we? Ah yes, i'd finished the dress for my niece, now the logical progression goes - Little hat, big hat, dress, DOG.
Of course it does.
Said book that Rita sent (featured in my very first entry), featured a pattern for a sausage dog.
Now, how can you merely flick past this without your needles twitching at the thought of your very own Schnitzell Von Krumm with a very low tum?! How?!
You can't, just try it, you can't.
This was my first foray into the world of toy making, several trips to google, youtube and phone calls to Rita to find out how on earth i 'reverse the shaping' later, i had:
Which let's face it, looks like a slightly deflated loch ness monster. I was, at this point, worried that dear Sidney would be joining a Pinterest 'NAILED IT' board.
However, after a little stuffing stolen from Dan's Niece's cushion that she left behind last January (Sorry Lucy - you snooze and the lion gets it) he looked a little more positive...
However, after a little stuffing stolen from Dan's Niece's cushion that she left behind last January (Sorry Lucy - you snooze and the lion gets it) he looked a little more positive...
A couple of Ears, a tail and 2 eyes later.. and Sidney was brought to life and has taken pride of place on the mantlepiece.
So have a go! Make your own Sidney, or Ralph or Boris. They kind of have to have old man names.
Full Pattern available in Knitted Pets by Susie Johns.
Or if your mum happened to get that magazine free with The Mail As well, then lucky you!
Let me know what you think, or if you've made your own!
Have a go! Happy Days!
Over and Out!
x :)
Full Pattern available in Knitted Pets by Susie Johns.
Or if your mum happened to get that magazine free with The Mail As well, then lucky you!
Let me know what you think, or if you've made your own!
Have a go! Happy Days!
Over and Out!
x :)