I mentioned previously about knitting a Hugo because I actually enjoy intarsia.
I had ripped this back once already and begun again. This time I actually got 2/3 of the way up lovely little Hugo before realising I was out by one stitch and so I pullled it back. Just a little bit.
Not all the way back, as you can see I kept the ribbing and once I had sorted out the twisty bits (get me! no scissors involved!!) I began again.
I printed the pattern off again. The paper was white and the ink (finally!) black and came out a little darkened but quite well. I sat with a pen and at each colour change wrote the number of stitches. Last week at painting I sat and knitted, twisted the yarn to my heart's content. At the end of each row I coloured through the line and everything was triffic. Just ready to begin the white only section before the end when I noticed that the space on his front leg actually required colouring in!
Curses! What was girl to do? Keep going and use swiss embroidery over the top at the end? Ignore it and just say Hugo was a special kind of terrier or rip it all back. Again. With just a few tears I pulled the needles out and started rolling up the little boys of yarn. Again.
So now poor old Hugo sits languishing in my W.I.P. basket until I can face it again. I have to have it done before the next twiggy cake meeting next month. Pride and principles and all that. But I still love him and will finish it.
These I found at Robson and Mason when I went browsing. There was no way I could leave them there so a pair of them came to live here on top of the hill, one temporarily. It was en route to Locket's and has landed now (believe her next post may mention them) . The other lives in my notions bag. Think I need to get some for Sylv's Christmas parcel.
Apprently we are in the middle of the Summer holidays. Certainly it has been holidays - no routine, no rushing, lots of oozing around but there hasn't been much in the way of Summer so we have done quite a lot inside.
Princess Curly-Wurly rediscovered paper dolls. Aren't these triffic?
These four are my favourites. Especially the one on the end with the pockets on her skirt. I love her face.
And finally it was with great excitement that Babyman came racing upstairs with a fabulous pink padded envelope. My Russian Doll Swap parcel had arrived!