I hope I haven't given the impression that being ill = idleness, clearing up the occasional house flood and otherwise lounging around in bed doing nothing; when all else fails there's knitting.
I've exchanged a few messages with fellow sock-knitters recently.We all yearn to knit those really complex patterns but common sense always prevails and it's back to my basic 60 stitch easy maths pattern so that I can watch Deal or No Deal at the same time...except I'm right off that now.
I've got a lovely stash of wool waiting from the Yarn Yard, monthly hand dyed surprises have been arriving, but in the meantime I've cast on this lush Colinette sock wool. I've loved Colinette wool for years, almost one of the earliest unique yarns on the market, lovely textures and colours so I snapped up some sock wool recently when I saw they had started making it.
The joy of random wool is exactly that, you have no idea how it's going
to knit up and this one has been quite surprising.There's also a point
you reach with any sock, just after you've turned the heel, when it
resembles a balaclava for a ferret and for some reason that always makes me smile.