Yesterday afternoon, I caught the bus from Liverpool Street to Stoke Newington, in the badlands of Hackney. The purpose of my risking life and limb, was a mission on behalf of my 90 year old mother, in pursuit of two very specific skeins of natural wool, which she wants to knit into a shawl for her first great-grandchild due in September. The pattern book she is using is itself 70 or more years old, the weight of wool and the needles used being now very out of date. Mum was also most particular that it had to be natural wool, not some acrylic thing. As luck would have it, a Google search revealed that a shop specialising in natural wool (and knitting of all sorts) was just five miles away from Wapping Towers, so off I went, with a picture of the pattern to hopefully explain what it was I wanted.
People talk about ‘Old School’ motorcycle shops. What the lady who owns the shop and her assistant didn’t know about wool and knitting, was not worth knowing. Really good service, including rewinding of the two skeins of wool into two balls:
To be continued, as I need to get on with some work….
People talk about ‘Old School’ motorcycle shops. What the lady who owns the shop and her assistant didn’t know about wool and knitting, was not worth knowing. Really good service, including rewinding of the two skeins of wool into two balls:
To be continued, as I need to get on with some work….
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