A confessionPosted: January 24, 2010
I have a confession. Oh God, I’m not even really sure how to say this, so I’ll just have to come right out and say it: I’ve been cheating on my boyfriend’s scarf. It doesn’t mean anything and I don’t even really know why I did it. But you were away and I was online, just having a look and all ready to carry on with the scarf and then I saw this really easy pattern. For a hat. I’m so, so sorry.
At first it was all new and exciting because I was knitting in the round and I’d never done that before. One minute I was casting on and the next minute I was looping the magic loop like there was no tomorrow. And it was wonderful, odd baggy ladder stitches aside. Within days I had something resembling a hat as it took shape in front of my very eyes, as the scarf lay abandoned at the end of the sofa, all straight and ribbed and scarf-like.
But I’ve ended it. I just couldn’t take the deception any more: the endless lies and cover-ups as to why the scarf wasn’t getting any longer despite my feverish knitting episodes; the guilt of secret post-work trips to Peter Jones to buy a second skein of Rowan Cocoon in Bilberry; the knowledge that my boyfriend was so looking forward to the scarf that I’d cast aside in fickle pursuit of a slouchy hat. I’m done. It’s over. And rather pretty is it too.