I've bought records from Neil at Rough Trade since I was about 16.  Neil has always had good taste in jumpers. My favourite jumper of Neil's in this red and black mohair asymmetrical number which looks so no wave. 
One Monday, which is my day off, I was at the listening post and as Neil turned around to look me out some records, I noticed that he had three massive holes in the back of the lovely said jumper.
Neil kindly let me take it home for darning, which was good because he doesn't know me that well. 
I'm glad I did it, because I found 7 moth cocoons hiding in the mohair. That wouldn't have been Neil's fault, it's a very common with mohair, which needs a comb and a shake every now and then. 


Jenny has made a blanket of many colours for her boss who is just about to have a baby. Jenny has been signed off sick for such a long time, that she suspects her boss might be a tiny bit cross, but Jenny's boss is such a lovely lady, that Jenny thought the best thing to do was crochet for the baby. The blanket is made from a beautiful selection of dayglo acrylic washable yarns from Fabrications on Broadway Market.


Rosemary, the knitting machine and all Rosemary's talents have been squashed in the cupboard. On a bright sunny morning she emerged with this incredible piece. It is a garment that does everything. Knitted in navy blue, cream and ochre Lionbrand cotton, it flickers and falls and wraps and flaps, and works as a complete and cosy outfit.  The said garment has now flown to New York where I'm sure it will be much coveted.


Drunken Duck Inn in Cumbria is a lovely place to go. The name dates back to Victorian times when the landlady found her ducks lying in the road, thought they were dead, and plucked them.  In fact, the birds had been drinking beer and were merely indisposed. Full of remorse, she knitted jerseys to keep them warm until their feathers grew back. 

This Lake District pub has 16 rooms with a beautiful Brathay Black slate bar. Doubles from £95 knitters welcome.


Fleur Oakes of the Glass Pingle loves and understands all seasons, but especially mid-winter. We were delighted to be invited to her Museum of Objects of Virtue, last Sunday afternoon for a trip into Narnia. I've always wanted to go to Narnia, and couldn't believe Fleur actually found the entrance.  
As we arrived we were offered a cup of tea in fine bone china and a piece of golden syrup cake. That calmed our nerves before we walked through the wardrobe of fur coats, one at a time. 
As we entered Narnia, the temperature dropped and there was a fluttering of snow around a lamp post, with a candle burning next to a box of turkish delight. We know someone had been there before because there was an old umbrella leaning on the lamp post and a boiled egg and Eccles cake on the table, which also held our presents. (We were advised not to take photos because Mr. Tumnus thought it might spoil the occasion, sorry!)
Rosemary opened a leopard skin girls grooming kit, Louise had a bag of plastic laundry rings and I was delighted with my moroccan lipstick and Glow in the dark false finger nails.
Thank you for looking for Narnia Fleur... It takes real intuition to know where to look, and thank you for taking us with you. It really was the most magical afternoon. 


Hello! I am the model they usually have in knitting magazines. I am wearing quite a good jumper this time. I wouldn't have chosen the yarn, but you could always buy something lovely from Prick Your Finger instead.  The stylist got me into this position with no safety pins or sticky tape. You can see me again at a new magazine for creative knitting.


My friend Cecilia is always teaching me new things about the world of textiles and how it relates to life and the universe.
We all have tangles in cupboards and draws, and the propper old English word for them is "Snocksnarls - all of a heap; generally used of entangled thread".
This is Cecilia's mohair snocksnarl.
 I recommend Cecilia's blog at