Don't think you will ever see me knitting in public, or shall I say it like it is, trying to knit, so one club or workshop I will never join, is knitting or crocheting.
Whyever not?
Well, I'd be the laughingstock of all the expert knitters and crocheters.
I can or used to be able to crochet, but only ever made one item with the crochet needle, so that kind of club is also not on my agenda.
Why am I suddenly going down that road?
@mipiano wrote a fun piece about It's a fish... with a hole in its back, and gave me a much-needed pick-me-up after going through Mom Lily's old photo albums looking for a photo of my Dad, for a Memoir Monday post that @ericvancewalton is running.
I urge you to take a peek at that, Eric gives a topic every Monday, and we have a week to answer the question. This is a great way to store treasured memories forever on Hive.
Back to knitting and crocheting.
Being left-handed posed a big problem for my housecraft teacher in primary school (yes we had a subject like that, it was a looong time ago.) She tried her very best to teach me how to knit, I remember her trying to show me from all angles. The poor woman became confused herself, so imagine how I was battling to master the art of knitting, the opposite way to everyone else in the class!
Mom Lily used to say I looked so awkward knitting the 'wrong' way; Mom wasn't a knitter so did not have the patience to try and teach me.
All I wanted to do in any case, was read or play the piano if I wasn't getting up to mischief with my best friend, who Mom always blamed for being the naughty one. Her Mom likely thought I was the bad influence ;)
When in my teens, my aunt taught me how to crochet, so I made myself a shawl with tassels, which was the thing during the 'Hippie' era. It was a success.
I was not too excited about this hobby, so my crochet career came to an end, but the urge to crochet came back when I was expecting my first child.
I was determined to crochet a cardigan for my baby - in those days it wasn't the 'done thing' to know the gender of your baby, although it was starting to gain popularity, so I chose a pale green which could be for a girl or a boy.
The poor cardigan kept being put away to complete another day, until it was too late.
Both my babies were in a huge rush to see this new world they were entering, and both came a week earlier than the expected date.
Not that I can use that as an excuse!
I asked my aunt to help complete the half-crocheted cardigan, but I always felt guilty, so...
When my son was around three, I decided to give knitting a go - it would be a jersey for my son!
My first attempt ended up way too big as the tension was too loose, so I gave that away to someone with an older child. I did not give up this time, and the jersey was a perfect fit.
That, however, was the end of my knitting career!
Being left-handed in a right-handed world can be full of challenges, but that's a subject for another day!
Come to think of it, perhaps I should try the art of knotting!
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