YARN TRAGEDY
7 Nov 2005
WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN A GREAT YARN TRAGEDY
Those weak of heart might need a cup of tea and be seated before reading this section. I opened one of my knitting bags last night (the one currently holding an abandoned ms2, an abandoned sock wip, and the hanks of silk I'm too lazy to wind and the current wip silk corset. I wanted to get a hank out and have a feel of it.
A moth flew out. Get that? A. MOTH. FLEW. OUT. OF. MY. KNITTING. BAG. I haven't had the heart to look into the yarn cupboard but resistance is futile. You will find me later cleaning out that cupboard, vacuuming, and sprinkling foul smelling napthalene flakes about in the hope of averting what could be the biggest tragedy since the smoked potato bake of 2005.
My knitting is going to smell like old lady knitting.