I wouldn’t have known that yesterday was WWKIP Day if Karen hadn’t told me about it and made me come along to Tivoli to meet a bunch of other knitters. It had been decided beforehand that we would sit at Vaffelbageriet, one of the many restaurants in the Gardens, and we were actually enough to fill up half of the tables available.
So far everything was great, people showed each other their knitting and just talked about everything possible as knitters do. People passing by did sometimes do a double take and a couple of old men tried to be funny but we didn’t seem to attract the wrong kind of attention.
Then all of a sudden we were asked to stop knitting. Not to leave the restaurant but to stop knitting. Nobody really understood it. As I understand it the people arranging the whole thing had called the place in advance and asked if it were all right for us to meet there and got an okay. I could understand it if we weren’t buying anything but everybody bought things to drink and eat at a continuous pace. Besides that we weren’t going to occupy the place all day as the event was schedule to be from 11am to 2pm.Of course knitters don’t like to be told to stop knitting for no apparent reason so we simply just moved to another restaurant called Viften which took us in with open arms and got all our lunch orders.
I want to make it clear that all of this has nothing to do with the Tivoli Gardens as all the restaurants are independently owned. Despite the little incident I had a very nice day which continued after 2pm when I met up with my boyfriend.
Two episodes in particular makes me want to speak well of the employees. Buying our multi-ride tickets at a ticket machine we managed to make ourselves look very stupid by not actually getting the bracelets but only the receipts. I did find it odd but nothing else seemed to come out so we lined up for the first ride where we were of course told to get bracelets. Not in a bad way, we were let on the ride first and then we could go and sort things out. That was quickly done but I don’t think we’re first to make this mistake. When we were waiting at the machine for a employee to come and get the bracelets I noticed that other people had a hard time seeing their ticket or bracelets as well.
The other episode happened while we were waiting in line for one of the rides. Suddenly a group of four young men started a fight between them and scared the heck out of not only the many kids there but the adults as well. The operators of the ride were quick to call security and in a matter of minutes the four culprits were expelled from the gardens. There’s no guarantee against idiots but it’s nice to see them dealt with so promptly.
No, I haven’t given up on miters but I just don’t think there’s been enough progress worth blogging about. They’re excellent for knitting while watching sports on TV but sometimes I get bored and then I start to get ideas. Usually not very original ideas, I see what everybody else is doing and then I want to do it myself. Lately it seems to me that everybody is working on socks, especially the Monkeys and I have been thinking about finding a pattern to use for some multicoloured sock yarn that’s been abandoned since last summer. Remember this:
As much as I like the Pomatomus socks this was just not the right yarn for them. Actually, this yarn is an classic example of disappointing multicoloured sock yarn and why I usually avoid it. In a few minutes the poor lonely sock was unraveled and the yarn ready for new adventures:
I may have been known to avoid larger dpns for no other reason than pure stubbornness but this time I’m actually listening to reason and have started the new sock on 3mm needles. So far it’s going well:
I’m not loving the colours but I’m getting gauge and don’t have to change anything. It may become a bit too loose after the first wash as superwash yarn has a tendency to grow but I’ll survive. In the future I think a set of 2.75 mm dpns may be the solution to getting the perfect fabric but rosewood needles are a tad expensive so I’ll wait for now.
By the way, did you notice the stitch marker in the picture above? Usually I just use a thread in a different colour but someone had the thoughtfulness to make stitch markers for me:
Little cocktails! How cool is that! There’s nothing like an unexpected gift, is there?
After this little accident I’ve learned always to check the pattern and not to trust my memory. Riding on the wave of progress I was sure that the ribbing was knit on 3.5 mm needles when in fact it was knit on 3 mm needles. A small difference but enough to make the ribbing noticeably longer than on the back. Such a shame I didn’t notice it before it was almost done.
Now that everything is going well again (fingers crossed etc.) I begin to dream of other things. Not that I really need any more new projects but I happened to buy this recently:
Rowan Studio, Issue Two… And now I’m in love:
Let’s just forget all about sagging, drooping or what else might happen to a knitted dress when it has been sat in or that I’m a lot bustier than the model and that even though I’m tall my legs do not look like that and… The only thing that matters is that I must have this dress. I am being a good girl, though, and have decided that at least 3 bigger projects, including the Silk Tank Top, must be finished and wearable before I buy the yarn. Actually, lets make that four because tops don’t count as much a whole sweater and I really need to finish some more things. For Pete’s sake, I haven’t posted about even one finished project this year and it’s already June. And how many things have I not started…