I have a friend originally from near Glasgow who sent me this today:
The link to to news story, too. Then I saw it on Jean’s Knitting, as well. And via that same blog, a link to the photoshoot! By now, it is probably all over the knitblog universe. I may be a horse lover, but I don’t plan on making a horse covering of any sort. (Since I am riding a Fjord horse, perhaps Dale of Norway? Not.)
I also just finished reading Mrs. Miniver, and loved this part about her Scottish sister-in-law:
“She (Mrs. Miniver) brought her eyes back from the hazy middle distance to the near, clear presence of Clem’s sister, who had planted her back firmly against one of the rowans and begun to knit.
“…where did that knitting come from? I swear you didn’t have it on you a minute ago. I believe you materialize bits of knitting out of thin air, the way conjurers do with lighted cigarettes.” “No…they grow out of my fingertips, like a thread out of a spider As a matter of fact, my whole inside is made of wool. One gets like that, you know, living in the Highlands all the year round.”
I enjoyed the book, althoug it really had little in common with the movie, which I love. I’m a real sucker for WWII propaganda films. I followed up with The Real Mrs. Miniver, written about the author. She was a much more interesting character than the fictional Mrs. M.
Do you mark passages in books about knitting? (or other areas of interest) One favorite that leaped out at me and made me laugh was in an “Golden Age” detective novel by Gladys Mitchell St. Peter’s Finger, written in 1938.
“Yes, yes,” replied Mrs. Bradley (The detective/psychologist), taking up her knitting again and doing some rapid decreasing which she felt she would regret later on.
I remember it from time to time when I do some rapid decreasing or increasing I know I will come to regret.