Chapter 2 – The Time I Thought My Arms Would Fall Off

Ok, picture the scene, it’s January 2012. The weather is manky, everyone is being miserable and staying indoors and I am getting the itchy knitty fingers. I am bored, bored, bored, boreditty bored… with an extra added helping of bored. SNORE!

I know I want to do something I haven’t done before but I’m not fancying anything in the countless books and magazines I have. So, I snuggle myself up on the sofa with a cup of hot chocolate and set about trawling the interwebs for some inspiration.

And that, my friends, is when I found Lucy at Attic 24. What a wonderful ray of sunshine on a dreary January day. I immediately fell in love with her granny stripe blanket and just HAD to have one.

As if by magic, the postie was a-knock-knock-knocking on my front door and 17 balls of DK in a gorgeous variety of colours was being thrust into my arms (he wasn’t very happy as it was a really bulky package and he’d had to lug it up the stairs, he may also have been a little taken aback by the overly excited shriek I greated him with). Oh and you can’t crochet such lovely colours with out a coloured crochet hook, and seeing as one coloured crochet hook would be very lonley by itself a 12 pack of multicoloured hooks arrived with the yarn too. Hurrah!

I wanted it to go over the top of my double bed so I dutifuly went and measured the bed and worked out that I’d need something that was at least 68″ wide and 80″ long.

And so I set to work.

Then I sat down. I got up, made a cup of tea, sat down again and contemplated the fact that this would be the biggest project I had ever done. Given that I normally get a bit bored about half way through a child’s hat, I wondered whether I had bitten off more than I could chew. I uuuummmed, I aaaaaahed, I cast on. Well, chained some.
And by the end of Jan, it looked like this:rainbow blanket

And then, well, it all went a bit quiet, life took a couple of very interesting and enjoyable turns and the blanket was forgotten …. Until half way through October.

I had a sudden mad urge to get this finished before the cold crept in. I was in the zone. My lovely boyfriend provided some much needed shoulder rubs at regular intervals, along with copious cups of tea.

It took two weekends, a few nights after work and 41,500 stitches, but it was finally finshed. Ends woven in and edging done.

granny stripe blanket

And that is when I thought my arms would fall off.

Aaaand then the cat claimed it as her own.

granny stripe blanketK

****Coming up: The Day I Realised the Sock Knitters Secret ****


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