Crochet

A couple of doors down, TG was teaching SP. Across the lawn YB, having already sent E on her way, was busy learning how to play her harmonica. There was a spare hook and ball of wool lying around so I snatched them up and had a go. I had learnt how to do it years ago and after going through a quick refresher course, I was on my way.

First a loop. Then hook and pull. Hook and pull...

And from that first starting chain I began to crochet, though quite clumsily. Wasn't too sure what I was going to make, I just wanted to get the hang of it. Its funny how a relatively simple procedure can be so mesmerising: insert, hook and pull... but with one dancer in my room utilising the in-room broadband on my computer and random people still hanging around from the barbecue just outside my open door, the sound of harmonicas and televisions I was intensely focused on the task. My hands were hurting because I was still trying to get a grip on the technique and holding alot of tension in my fingers. But soon I had a few lines of crochet, neat and tidy. It was time to work out what I was actually doing. The starting chain wasn't very long but, with time, I could have made an thin scarf. But the wool wasn't mine and, besides, I don't think I'd have the patience. YB suggested I make an iPod sock; all I had to do was crochet a shorter rectangle and stitch them together. And so it became an iPod sock. The second rectangle ended up being a bit wonky but, oh well, not a bad start...

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