Knitting Stories

‘..Yes, I’m in the wool shop. So I might be a while.’

These are the stories that tell tales of stitches and deviations, of undoings and re-doings, of where the wool came from and who it’s going to, of why it’s being made and most of all who is making it.

These are the stories that have been making it ‘take a while’ in the wool shop. They come from the knitters who are part of the life of this shop, and so it feels like a good time to see if we can find them again. It’s going to take me a while – many stories many knitters, but time is something we have. The only thing left to do is begin…

Of mice and friends

It goes back to a Saturday evening in Barcelona about a year ago. We all sat around a table in a dimly-lit restaurant: an embroiderer, a piano restorer, a sweater designer, a creator of extraordinary knitted animals and a shopkeeper. Each of us had made a different journey to get there – mine came in the thinly veiled guise of… Read more →

For the love of a table

King Arthur’s was round, the Apostles’ was long, Number 10’s is oval. Tables and their shapes are important – they define the space and say something about what gets done around there. When I searched for the table for knitters to sit around in the shop, I knew I wanted it to feel like everyone fitted there. The one I… Read more →

One stitch at a time

I count my stitches two at a time, others take them singly or in fives. I watch perfectly fluent English speakers whisper numbers in their mother toungue as they thumb their way along the stitches. We each have our own habitual ways of doing it, but counting is a part of what all knitters do. It’s how we find out… Read more →

A short knit story of time

This time of year is full of questions.. like how many stitches to cast on for a scarf, how to avoid curling edges, or what to do about joining in a new ball of wool etc.. And although I know there are multiple solutions to any one of those problems,  I’ve learned that new knitters prefer an unambiguous do-it-like-this answer,… Read more →

What’s in a name

Wild and Woolly [ wahyld-n-woo l-ee ] ‘to be carrying a wild look, to have a bearded and dirty look, to be lawless, to be uncultured’ I tend to think that the reason I’m almost never asked about the origin of the shop’s name is because the name is so obviously the right one, that there’s no question that it could… Read more →

The moral (ity) of the story

I tend to have three types of customer: those who can knit, those who can’t but want to knit, and those who love someone else who knits. There is also a fourth category of non-knitting passers by who have no interest in knitting but would like to buy the finished knitwear they can see in the shop, but as it’s… Read more →

Tell me about your knitting

“Tell me about the knitting” “The knitting? You mean you want me to tell you what I’m knitting?” “If you like. I’d like to know more about what’s going on with you and the knitting, how it makes you feel, why you do it..” So began an odd dialogue with a therapist that I saw through a tricky time back… Read more →