I Need a Luxurious Treat…

March 26th, 2011, 11:21 am

Firstly I must say thank you for all the wonderful message of support and sympathy on my last post about poor Thug. You have no idea how much you all helped me. Huge hugs to all you guys :-D

So. How has the knitting faired through all the upset?

Unfortunately, I really wasn’t in the mood to apply myself to fiddly finishing of Lilliana – my fluffy Kidsilk Aura creation. She has lain in the corner, forlorn and abandoned…

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I’ll get back to Lilliana at some point…. ;-)

What I really needed was some indulgent, lovely, treat of a knitting project…..Hmmmm….Wasn’t in the mood to go buy anything (yep, I felt that bad!)….should be trying to keep to my new year’s resolution of knitting up my “snaffled in the sales” yarn…

Mewsley came up with the perfect suggestion, as she nosed a box of yarn towards me…..Cashmere based grief counselling!

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It was a good idea. The Rowan Cashmere is fabulously soft and I adore that shade of green. It’s labelled as a Double Knitting but it is on the very fine side of DK. What pattern? Fortunately I have just the thing.

I’m going to remake my favourite French Cable Jumper that I blogged here.

This is the pattern from Bergere De France ….

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And me wearing my first incarnation of this pattern from Donkey’s years ago (where I appear to be over thrusting my chest?!!)…

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So back to the here and now…

I suspected the Cashmere would be thinner than the Bergere De France Berlaine that I knit the original in so I did a swatch….Very unusual for me! The swatch seemed OK, measured the right gauge…

I curled up on the sofa, cast on an knit furiously trying to ignore the lack of a ginger cat to help me. I was thoroughly enjoying the Cashmere and the pattern was difficult enough to distract me and keep me absorbed – all good huh?

Unfortunately, it came up a bit small! The bloody swatch lied to me!!

Mewsley tried to hide the evidence from me but there was too much knitting for her to obscure….

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Nothing for it but the cast on again on bigger needles – 3.75mm this time, rather than 3.50 called for in the pattern. Was I upset? Strangely no. I usually hate re-knitting but this time all I wanted was to sit and concentrate on knitting to stop me thinking about Thug – I didn’t mind what I knitted.

Quite a bit of Cashmere based therapy later, I am this far (the one on the right)…

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Doesn’t look much different huh? Believe me – under the tape measure it is.

Wanna see a close up of those lovely cables? Course you do….

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In case you’re wondering – there are three different cable patterns – each one has a different row repeat too making it a challenge to keep track of. How do I cope?
With a notebook and my trusty highlighters of course…

You can laugh at my tatty scrap of paper if you like but this is my key to getting this one right – the pink rows are the centre cable, the green is  the little barley twists and the yellow is the chain done over 6 rows.

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All I need now is to find more knitting time!

Thug

March 13th, 2011, 8:41 pm

I am heartbroken to have to tell you, we made the painful decision to have Thug put to sleep Thursday evening.

He has been showing his age and loosing weight gradually for the last year although the vet could find nothing wrong.  Over the last couple of weeks he suddenly got very sick and weak and stopped eating.

He was very ill, weak &  in pain. He probably had stomach cancer, liver failure and multiple other organs were struggling.  The vet  felt he wouldn’t be able to survive treatment, even if it was possible – which was unlikely.

The decision was easy in the sense that it was the only compassionate thing to do for my lovely furry ginger friend of 19 years but, as I’m sure you understand, Ben and I are in bits.

He was a fabulous, clever, affectionate and very photogenic cat who even non cat lovers warmed to (even my Mum!!) I have loved Thug a ridiculous amount since he was 5 weeks old and I miss him so much. I keep thinking I see him from the corner of my eye or hear him in the house. I am crying a great deal and can’t concentrate on much – sorry if this post isn’t great :-(
Mewsley seems OK and is enjoying a lot of extra cuddles – even if they all end with her having damp, teary fur.
Rather than make this any more of an upsetting and sad blog post than this already is – I thought I’d share my favourite photos of my handsome furry beast – you’ve seen most of them on here before of course..

I’m trying to think of him on a fluffy white cloud, well and able to see again, chasing mousies and keeping and eye on me and my knitting. I love you Thug and I miss you so very very much. There will never be another cat quite like you.

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