There’s been a fair amount of rubbish talked about how knitters in the UK are unwilling to travel.
Most of the knitters I know love to travel – often it’s a great excuse for some uninterrupted time with a project.
I can’t imagine setting foot over the front door without my knitting.
So as we’re heading onto the mainland to see friends today, I’m well prepared.
This is my spare yarn – just in case I finish my shawl. And the toe of the first of my Forks socks.