They said it couldn't be done. And they were right
December 12, 2015
'Even I can do thís!' I bragged.
'Are you sure?' they asked. 'It doesn't even look like a poncho, now does it.'
And they were right: because at the end of my pattern, I am the sad owner of an odd shaped piece of fabric, with a whole lot of holes and odd corners. The holes and corners are my own personal touches. But no matter how I twist and turn the thing, I can't see a poncho in it. Let alone make one of it.
So there goes my succesfull knitting career down the drain! It's a pity though. Because knitting is supposed to calm the nerves. And after all that stupid knitting I could really use something to calm me down.
Perhaps I should take up crocheting?