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2015 Year of the sock - 6 months in



I've been so busy knitting socks that I totally forgot about keeping a record of all the ones that have been flying off my needles. Well "flying" would be a total exaggeration, far more like creeping but so far I believe that I have knitted 8 pairs. Yes that's right PAIRS!!! I recovered from my early onset of second sock syndrome and can now quite happily knit both socks simultaneously.

I feel like I have learnt so much so far and even have sock idols. Ohh to be able to design my own socks. I have discovered Socktopus, Sockupied and drool over sock clubs




These are my May socks Shur'tugal designed by the Socktopus herself, Alice Yu. I do actually really love them and can't believe I've managed to knit a pair of socks with so few mistakes and such a fancy looking heel. These socks taught me double-tail long-tail cast on which took me several attempts and that patterns are not scary after all. I can infact read them quite successfully even whilst sitting in windy parks watching the boy and the dog play football. 

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