sock it to me in the ‘ozzie

The socks got a boost this week, since I took them into hospital with me & Lily. Our nurse Chris was mystified that anyone would take the time to knit socks, she’s probably telling her friends about the sock-knittingĀ nutter who was in with her child this week. It reminded me of a yarn harlot anecdote of how she’d been knitting a sock during a friend’s baby’s delivery – for the baby – and the midwife asked her if she still wanted it while she was clearing up. The midwife thought she’d just been knitting “for fun”.

Anyway, I’ve got to the toe shaping on sock #1. I’d have got further, only Steve turned up and wanted to talk to me while Lily was having her op. Can’t get the staff….