I think I mentioned a while back I started a new knitting project. And let’s face it, it’s not going to be the last new project I start while I’ve still got everything else half-finished.
But this one is different. A couple of inches in, I can already tell. I think this one might just be my nemesis…
It’s the Hayfield Aran pattern from The Knitter magazine… (note how there’s no picture uploaded in Ravelry. Clearly because no one else is nuts enough to cast it on.)
Here’s my progress so far
So the ribbing bit at the bottom was fine. I loved that. Managed to watch a couple of episodes of The Bridge while that was in progress, and The Bridge has subtitles and everything.
Then we hit the pattern. Man alive.
It takes me about 45 minutes to do two rows. Two rows. And this is a jumper for a man. It’s a fair old size. Which means it’s going to take me the best part of the next twenty years to finish at this rate, surely?
Plus, each row is so complicated I can only do it in complete silence. No tv. No talking. Nothing. Total knitting concentration. And something tells me that’s going to be lacking around here come mid-July…
And yet, with the completion of every time-consuming, soul-draining row, I start to feel a spark of excitement. The pattern’s emerging and it feels all the more special for being so hard-won.
(Let’s just not dwell on the moment I realised the pattern covered the back and the front panels. I was hoping against hope the back would gift me some plain stocking stitch. Apparently not.)
Have you met your crafting nemesis yet? Did you triumph?!