Hediye

Hediye

The next pattern in the Knitworthy collection is up and it's one I had so much fun knitting! 

Hediye is a snuggly cabled shawl with a gently curved edging and triangular centre. The edging is worked first, and then stitches for the centre are picked up along one of the long edges and decreased towards the top. The cable patterns on the edging would be an excellent introduction to cabling and a good place to practice cabling without a cable needle. No crossings involve more than a total of 4 stitches and the pattern is intuitive to follow. Short rows are worked into each repeat so that the outer edge is longer. 

Hediye is shown in two colours but would be equally beautiful in a single colour or get creative and play with stripes or colour blocking in the centre triangle. 

Wondering how to pronounce it? Google can help with that! 

Remember the contest to win a copy of the collection for a friend? Well the stories shared were so good that I couldn't choose! Here are a couple of my favourites but everyone who shared a story got to nominate a lucky friend. Yay gifts! If you left a comment and haven't received an email about this please contact us so we can sort out gifting the collection to your friend. 

The funniest story comes from Marie, I just wish there was a picture!: 

My friend Jamie is a huge Madonna fan, and when Madge last played the UK was excited to be seeing her in London. He was of course going to be wearing his kilt - but as Jamie is notorious at getting very carried away wth his 'vogueing', I thought it wise to send him off with a suitable undergarment to save any blushes instead of him going the usual 'commando'. So, I knitted him a pair of boxer shorts in a cool cotton mix, complete with cheeky hand prints emblazoned on the rear. He was suitably thrilled and wore them to the gig and had a whale of a time (they even managed to stay up with no problems, despite his very enthusiastic gyrations). A tired but happy Jamie disembarked from his flight at Glasgow Airport, and wearily made his way to the baggage conveyer to claim h is holda ll. Dying for sleep, he was rather perturbed to find that although he was all but last to claim his luggage, it didn't seem to have appeared. Standing impatiently, he became aware of a strange grinding noise coming from the conveyor. Peering closer through the baggage feed, he saw with a dawning horror that his holdall had split open and the conveyor was jammed - his precious hand knit unmentionables had become lodged at the side of the conveyor and were becoming unravelled in a grisly end. Red faced and extremely ruffled, he flagged down the nearest attendant to his emergency, who immediately arranged for the conveyor to be halted and an engineer called. After over an hour of intense grappling, the engineer managed to retrieve the holdall and liberate what was left of Jamie's pants. With muttered thanks and apologies, he fled from the scene vowing to fly only from Glasgow in future heavily diguised for fear of being recognised again as 'the guy who got his knitted pants s tuck in the conveyor', and swearing solemnly to stick to M & S boring cotton from now on - just to be on the safe side!


Least Knitworthy recipent has to be Heather's sister! 

My sister was removed from my knitworthy list the day I gave her a handknit alpaca blanket and her reaction was, "Oh, we have so many blankets already, that one can go in the dogs' room."

Most loved item is this sweater that Anna knit for her husband: 

My husband is very worthy of handknitted gifts. He is aware of all the time and consideration I put into my knitting projects and he always appreciates a nice fiber and ingenious design. I knit a lot for him, probably more than for myself, and he really wears the stuff I make. One knitted gift has been more loved than the others though. A couple of years ago I knitted him a pullover in yak-yarn for his birthday and he wore it constantly until it nearly fell of his body and was more rags than pullover. I have never ever before felt that something I knitted was so appreciated and since then I have knitted even more for him. Of course I have made him a new yak-pullover, identical to the first one.

Most unfortunate scarf was made by Angela for her dad: 

My story is about my daddy. A real southern man, smart in all of the right ways; a great fixer of things, from boo boo's to radios and cars. A problem solver and good ideas too :)
About 15 years ago now, I started knitting and thought for Christmas every year my parents needed a handknit. The first was hats. Everybody got hats. And I took photos that day of everyone opening their hats, wearing their hats. I never ever saw the hats again. Next year was scarves. I knit everyone scarves. I said "your scarves look great ! I made them to match all of your HATS!" I took the photos of everyone in their scarves. (nobody could recall at the moment where the hats were for a collective set photo). Anyway as I was leaving, I said to my daddy
"please daddy, use the scarf, don't let it sit in a drawer".
There was at this same time outside a billy goat named Booger. Daddy always kept goats and they were forever getting out of the fence- but Booger was certainly the worst. He would get out and eat the neighbors collard patch down to the ground. He would get out and snatch mama's sheets off the clothesline. He would ... etc. He had horns and many times I watched him being chased and then him chasing back his chaser ( it was so funny) . But one day daddy said to me he had 'got Booger good' and he wouldn't be getting back out and you know what he had done? Tied a cloth around a long stick and the n attach ed it to the leather collar around Booger's neck . He couldn't get thru the fence anymore :) You know what that cloth was ? Daddy's scarf ! He said to me " I thought you'd be happy, i'm using the scarf " ..... haha.

And this story from Diane about her generous sons is so sweet: 

I learned to knit while pregnant with my eldest son. I knit this little rainbow bear and he slept with it until he was about 2 and his little brother came along. He gave the bear to his little brother. Now, 6 years later, they have a new baby cousin and they passed the well-worn bear along to her. Who would have thought a beginner project (that is not even well knit!) would be the knitter's gift that keeps on giving!

Saltire pom poms

Saltire pom poms

Installing a zipper and ribbon, finishing wee Carson

Installing a zipper and ribbon, finishing wee Carson