Wednesday, 15 November 2006
I think this sock is a little too big, don't you?
A little while ago, I started these socks for my uncle. He deserves socks partly because he is almost impossible to think of Christmas presents for, and mostly because he loves that I knit. He likes to tell me two stories about knitting in my family. The first is that when his grandparents arrived in South Africa from Lithuania, his grandmother earned their living by making clothes. She made baby clothes and patterned sweaters, and whenever my great-grandpa saw someone wearing a Fair Isle jumper, he would follow them along the street, memorising the pattern stitch for stitch until he could go home and write it down for my great-grandma who would add it to her collection. The second is that my grandmother, who is legendary in my family as a wonderful knitter, could never work out how to fix her own mistakes. My grandpa didn't knit at all, but whenever she made a mistake she would hand him her knitting as he got home from working on musical radio or playing the trumpet in a nightclub, and he would fix it straight away and hand it back to her.
For these socks for my dear uncle I wanted a simple, straightforward pattern, one I could neither quarrel with nor change my mind about halfway through, and settled on Thuja, which has the added benefit of claiming to be quick. I chose this yarn as the manliest I could find at Stash, and the best substitute there for the Artyarns Supermerino. Then for some reason I now can't remember, I did some calculations and came up with a number of stitches which might fit Hossein Reza Zadeh, but not my slip of an uncle.
Retrieving the sock stub from the knitting basket today, it occurs to me that this isn't the right yarn for a pair of uncle socks either. I know he likes the colours because the sock fell tactlessly out of my bag when I went to visit him one day, but the yarn is too squooshy and bouncy and squeezable to be turned into a pair of socks. Especially ones that will get a lot of wear on stone floors and inside hiking boots. Plus, I don't think I like knitting socks with yarn this fat after all.
So peeps, what do you think? Do I abandon the Thuja sock altogether and find some yarn for either socks like these or an even simpler sock, a very plain one with a few strategically placed stripes like those of the Gentleman's Sock in railway stitch (minus the railway stitch. Time and skills are of the essence people), or do I turn the yarn into something else entirely for my uncle?
I have already considered and rejected wristwarmers.