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Knit Your Own Summer Returns!

There's a preciousness to the time we have for summer holidays which can make the task of deciding what knitting to take especially tricky. Do...
The shop

Daydreaming a wool shop

"My favourite public-house, the Moon Under Water, is only two minutes from a bus stop, but it is on a side-street, and drunks and rowdies...
Life in the day of a wool shop

This nicheness just got nichier

There's a draftiness to the interior of the shop which has its perks when the weather gets warmer. In the winter we layer up against...
Knitsplaining

The long and the short of it

"It's a bit like when you're reading one of those Russian dynastic epics. You mustn't put it down for too long, or you'll lose the...
Product highlights

And then 6 come at once..

We all know how it is with knitting books - you don't always love all of the patterns enough to make it worth getting the...
Pattern round-ups

Time for Tee(s)

It's uncomplicated and fits everyone - the summer's blank canvas that everything else goes with, and yes I know you can get them for a...

Not a sweater. Again.

I've plundered the archives this week for another look at an oldie 2023 post which I think could be handy for anyone out there who's...

Overheard in the wool shop

I've gone out sockless with sandals 4 of the last 7 days. Summer, this is not, but it's definitely on the way. For the shop...
What I'm thinking about when I'm knitting

There’s something about Aase

In a change from our usual, this week's post is being brought to you by my recently finished jumper - The Aase Sweater by Hanne...
Meet the maker

Custodians of the land

"The thing about a croft is that it's a life-long tenancy. You don't own the land. You're just custodians of it for your lifetime... There's...
Pattern round-ups

Partly Cloudy

Blue skies in the shop window are one thing. Making them happen outside and up above - in April - in Clapton - is quite...
The shop

11 years ago today…

..on a similarly sunny April morning, I pushed the shutter up and unlocked the door of 116 Lower Clapton Road and wedged the door open...