About a year ago, my lovely Nan taught me to knit. Slow and oh-so-awkward at first, with each project my skill and speed improve. It will, however, take me until I reach Nan’s age to match her — she’s a machine! My first project was a scarf (of course) — I played with knit and purl to create different stitch patterns: garter, stocking, rib. Needless to say, it is not a scarf I wear in public (though it is so cosy around the house). My second scarf is a beautiful long cream rib, which I wrap around my neck twice to feel extra toasty. My third project was from a pattern — and to this day, I’m not sure how I managed it! The pattern was called a bobble scarf (I’m sure you can see why in the pictures), though the knowledgeable Linda (our work’s creative pod mother-hen) said that is sometimes called grape stitch. In any case, it was a big challenge, and I’m certain I poked several people on the train making it. It’s had a full winters wear already, and I’m sure I’ll be wearing it for many winters to come. I have commenced a new knitting project, but more on that another time.