Saturday, November 25, 2006

Sock torture

Went over to EJ's last Tuesday night. We started off in very civilised mode; nice dinner, wine, conversation, admiring of Baby M who gets more interesting by the visit (she's got that holding her head straight and smiling business sorted out now). Then we started sock-casting-on. After 4.5 tries, this happened...


Ran out of camera batteries to record the sock-needle-warding-away-by-sign-of-the-cross moment... or the reappearance of smily Baby M in Mason-Dixon bib...

2 comments:

E-J said...

OK, own up - what have you done with my other leg??

Liz said...

See that black thing running parallel to the skirting board, about halfway up the photo on the right? - that's your other foot, that is. No, I don't know how you did that either. Just goes to show what casting on socks will do...