Urge to kill rising…

Urge to kill rising…
My knitting nemesis is leading a class today, and I keep overhearing snatches of conversation that MAKE MY BLOOD BOIL.

  • “When we’re all dead, no one will knit anymore! Young people don’t want to knit!”
  • “How in the world would I have ever learned that without you to show me? They print all these fancy books, but no one can learn something so difficult from a book.”

And this was a classic:

Knitter: Where can you get cheap wool for a rug? Back when I was young, you’d never use expensive garment wool for a rug. I just want something cheap.
Me: (with a laugh) Big W.
Knitter: Oh, but I don’t want acrylic!
Nemesis: (stage whispering so she thinks I don’t hear) LINCRAFT AND SPOTLIGHT HAVE INEXPENSIVE WOOL…

Comments

5 responses to “Urge to kill rising…”

  1. missfee

    but one day she will be DEAD and we will still be knitting – has she heard of Ravelry? Yarn Harlot? the internknit?
    case made

  2. Fee’s right. She’s a dinosuar dodo and when she’s dead the world will still be knitting.

  3. Actually I should say that that comment came from one of her sycophantic knitters, not her personally. But she certainly didn’t contradict them. And my cry of “I BEG TO DIFFER!” got drowned out, I’m afraid.

  4. Oh dear. I work with a bunch of early-twenty-somethings and they ALL knit… and one told me she lives with four blokes her age and three of them knit too.

    And as for the books… my nanna taught me to cast on, knit and purl, but everything else I taught myself out of books. I think the earliest one I had was called ‘Knitting Things’, when I was about 12. It was fab 🙂

  5. Bex

    Hmm next Anarchist-Queer-Gothic SnB should be held at Tapestry Craft, around the same time as her class….


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