A Knitter Stranded on Padan Desert

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We received an alarming email from our AlpiKnitter Mariù… and we thought we’d translate it from Italian so that everybody can read her knitting adventures… Here it’s what she wrote:

“Due to a family emergency I am currently stranded somewhere in the Padan Plain, the flat area surrounding Milan of which you have a picture here on the right (eleting, hey? and I must say that it doesn’t improve much on a sunny day). What is worse is that I am here without my yarns and needles and that there isn’t a yarn shop within a thousand miles. When I arrived here a week ago, first thing first I undid a beanie that I had once made for my uncle and never actually seen him wearing. I then tried to knit the ball of blue yarn using pencils, cooking sticks, even two small paint brushes… but they just didn’t work. Finally, in a supermarket I found a pair of  2mm [US 0] size circular needles. It was a leftover from a small haberdashery aisle they once kept, so they didn’t have any otehr sizes, nor did they have any straight needles.

Vodoo 1Nevertheless, it was a start. But what can you do with half a ball of 4Ply/sport weight blue yarn and a pair of 2mm circular needles? Something that you couldn’t possibly expect people to wear, something that will probably result in a bit of botched knitting, something small and tiny, something blue obviously. Well: blue, little, botched… something would immediately spring to mind to any addicted reader of Discworld novels as I am. And here it is: my little blue man! For those who are NOT familiar with Terry Pratchett’s works, this is not a vodoo doll, although I could actually use some vodoo in my current mood and especially after results of the recent Italian general elections came out. Anyway, still working on it… I only need to find some orange yarn now and I hope that I’d be able to publish the final project soon”.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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2 thoughts on “A Knitter Stranded on Padan Desert

  1. Grazie Marilena! Eh sì, un’auto ci voleva… solo che sono una non-guidatrice (inutilmente patentata). Ora son tornata tra i monti, ma alla fine un negozio di lana ero riuscita a raggiungerlo nel centro di Pavia, facendomi 50 minuti di autobus… ne valeva la pena 🙂

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