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Fleece to halfway, maybe

Mr Weaving Heart isn’t that keen on hand knits for him (have sympathy, he grew up in the age of the kind of jumper made famous by Giles Brandrith, scarred for life) apart from the odd hat or pair of socks, so when he finally agreed to a sweater I grabbed the opportunity firmly with both hands.

We decided upon a simple raglan jumper, Bradbury by Julie Hoover. Around the same time a merino x Gotland/Shetland fleece from Fernhill Farm had arrived here so it made perfect sense to spin this into jumper yarn.

It’s a lovely fleece, long staple in beautiful crimpy locks that had already had the skirting done – so nice.


I washed it in my usual manner – in the bath with very hot water (topped up with the kettle if needed, it needs to be too hot for your hands) with a squirt of washing up liquid, then soaked for 15 minutes (don’t let the water cool too much, you don’t want the lanolin to resolidify back onto the wool) and rinsed once, with some vinegar if I happen to have some sloshing around.

I’ve used the spin function on my washing machine before, but this was a rather fine fleece so I didn’t dare, instead it was wrapped in towels, trodden on, then laid out by a radiator. The cat particularly enjoys this part and usually ‘helps’ by sleeping on said fleece.


As the locks were still fairly intact, I tried a little combing but actually just flick carding the ends of each lock gave an equally spinnable result and is much quicker so I decided on that way.

I’ve developed a routine of carding a little each evening, then spinning. I plan to spin the entire lot, then it will be dyed navy with a small amount kept undyed for the contrast stripes and shoulders in the pattern. 

I’ve finished about half so far, this is the yarn unwashed. As it’s all mainly for dyeing, there’s little point setting the twist at this point, so this is still quite lanoliny (I think I’ve just invented a word).


I’m aiming for a 4ply weight and, makes sure you’re sitting down at this point, I did sample a little first by knitting up a gauge square. I know, unheard of here but after my recent yarn disasters and the amount of work that is going into this I figured it would pay off. As it was, I got gauge straight away – reaffirming the reason why I don’t usually bother!


So there we are, enough to keep me out of trouble for a wee while perhaps. Now if only I could stop ordering sock yarn…

Perfect Valentine

We don’t usually celebrate Valentine’s Day as it seems to be more of a commercial enterprise (eg money making rip off) but for various personal reasons we have given it a go this year, albeit on the cheap.

It has been a most wonderful day, firstly I was given breakfast in bed – unheard of. Not only breakfast but home made pancakes, crispy bacon, maple syrup and banana. Utter heaven.

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Complete with a dozen snowdrops fresh from the garden and a candle in a huge jar; someone knows I love candles. That beats ‘plastic’ red roses that never open hands down.

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Finally, Mr Weaving Heart made bread. Hold. The. Phone. Proper crusty brown yummy bread.

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Ok, so before you reach the point where you never darken my blog doorstep again due to the incessant smugness I’ll show you some of my spinning. There is a type of ‘art yarn’ made with teeny nobbles of wool just like beehives and I think it’s the cutest thing ever. I decided to have a go. Lookee here:

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It’s not quite a beehive but still kind of scores on the cute scale of cuteness.
That is until I realised it wouldn’t fit through my orifice. I realise for you non-spinners that sounds rather rude but it really isn’t. A spinning wheel has a little hole, called an orifice, that the yarn travels through before winding onto the bobbin. By the time I’d pulled and prodded my little wooly nobble (probably my favourite word) through the orifice it resembled less a beehive, more an ant hill. Hey ho, life isn’t perfect and thank heavens for that.