Long story short, I’m still crap.
After trying knitting again after 10 years, I’m still in the stage of learning. I’ve completely embraced all the mistakes I’ve made and how misshaped this is. This will be the most imperfect and strange looking blanket, and it’s going to be great, right up my street.
I’m enjoying knitting, it’s relaxing. I’m not sure if I will ever learn to knit perfect little jumpers and booties for future nieces and nephews, I’ll leave that to my Nan. While I knit them ugly blankets. Thought that counts, right? The pink knitting needles says it all really.
I am getting better though! Result!
10 years ago, at 14, I used to get blisters on my fingers from guitar. Now I get them from knitting.