How did you….

I can’t actually remember when I learnt to knit, I know it was well before I turned 10 because I have memories of knitted scarves my class in primary school made ‘for the poor’….as for who taught me, well even though I wrote about it HERE it’s still a mystery.
Growing up after the war I don’t remember there being much shop bought clothing in our house, Mum sewed most of our clothes and we knit. I was about 15 when this was taken and both my little brother’s jumper and the striped one I’m wearing kept me busy the summer before.

The other day Tiggers Honey aka F remarked about even knitting (something I don’t often give much thought to ) – I usually just go through the motions and piece together the end result 😊

Actually I’m of the opinion that the tension and final appearance have a lot to do with the wool/yarn that’s used. I’ve two little cardigans on the go at the moment, both using acrylic but one is a more expensive line which is firmer but maybe not as soft as the other. They are slightly different designs, both have the same pattern (k5 – p1) yet I have to say I prefer the look of the green knitting but definitely like the feel of the pink more than the other

Anyway back to my ‘when did you learn, who taught you, how were you taught’…… all those thoughts came to mind when a little meme was forwarded to me last week. I’ve never heard the process of making a stitch referred to in this supposedly humorous way – has anyone else?

Call me old fashioned but somehow I think my words of encouragement
(the same ones used by my Dad)
~ needle in – wool round- pull through- slip off ~
sound a lot nicer 😊.
Which leads me to – how was the process of knitting explained to you?

One early covert – another slightly older

7 thoughts on “How did you….

  1. I believe Mother taught me to knit but I can’t recall anything from that time – what I can recall that when I went to live my older sister in the UK, I picked out a pattern to knit Ruth (her daughter all of about 3) a cardigan – a candy pink/white stripped yarn that came out pretty darn good. I was about 17. My sister, also taught me other things that my elderly mother forgot about…


  2. I remember the daughters of my Mum’s friend taught me to knit when I was about six or seven and we also did knitting in Junior School. There was no shortage of knitting teachers for me as I was born in Bradford, Yorkshire where all the woollen mills were before the manufacturing went abroad.


  3. When I was in college the cold wind blew up the sleeves of my coat, and I wanted cuffs to sew in. My mother said I could make them myself, taught me K2P2 and put me back on the bus to school. When I came to visit next time, she taught me to cast off, and then cast on again. In fact, she taught me how to cast on several times. She had a unique method I use to this day.

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  4. My grandmothers taught me to knit and crochet. I don’t recall the initial lessons, I might have been 4 or 5, but do recall my paternal grandmother taught me to ‘purl’ (wrong side knitting) and that my first piece of stocking stitch was purple. That smooth finish is still stuck in mind really clearly nearly 60 years later and to this day I hate garter stitch. There is still always something to learn, new cast-ons, new cast-offs, and I taught myself to knit like my Norwegian friend who hooks the wool for each stitch rather than ‘strangling it with a rope’. Her method makes circular knitting a lot easier.

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  5. Mum and Nana taught me how to knit; and Nana taught me how to crochet. I wasn’t that great at either. During my life, I’ve only knitted to jumpers , and my attempts at crochet were best discarded! 🙂

    Many a long and short year has passed since I picked up either knitting needles or crochet hooks.

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