Read our adventures with casting on here: casting on our vintage knits.
OK, so I finished the ribbing and got on to the larger needles. And then the colourwork. I’d say I’ve started the colourwork, but technically I’ve started the fucking colourwork THREE TIMES.
And then had to carefully frog said colourwork and start again.
Apparently I can’t maths, because getting the pattern to actually line the fuck up is some kind of Labour of Hercules.
This is what I get for knitting backwards, and thus having to read charts backwards and oh my god just put me out of my misery.
I’m slightly worried I’ve made the wrong size, so I might frog and start over. Not too traumatic, I’ve only done about 2cm of ribbing. I also stopped because I felt a bit chilly (it’s been averaging about 3 degrees) to make a chunky cowl.
Ooof, colourwork. Flat? I love colourwork in the round, but as we know, there’s nothing that English designers hate in particular than knitting in the round. Colour work and purling. Uggghhh.
Not so fond of this yarn, but it’s nice and solid.
Started cable pattern. If there;s anything SC loves it’s the dreaded AT THE SAME TIME instructions. Repeat pattern 6 more times, while inc stitch at every 16 row, while also balancing your entire stash on your head.
OH GOD NOW I’VE GOT TO SWITCH TO ANOTHER CHART.
This will involve additional maths and 3d modelling in my head to try and work out which end to start the chart so it looks like it’s supposed to look.
It’s flat, though that’s actually a good thing because if it was in the round I’d be using a lot of extra yarn just carrying it across the back.
The really fun bit (and by fun, I mean complete bloody nightmare) will be the reindeers. You’re right about how SC loves AT THE SAME TIME. For the reindeer part of the jumper, it’s Fair Isle AND Intarsia involving, from what I can tell, at least 5 different balls of yarn at once AND armhole shaping.
I’m becoming increasingly convinced that SC is an alien with about 4 extra limbs that are used solely for knitting. Either that or her patterns are part of some kind of government training programme designed to identify people with elite multitasking skills to become secret agents. Possibly both.
Which I’m all for, if I get a red Stetson like Agent Carter.
Think about how fabulous we’d be as secret agents though.