Do you like my new socks?
Aren't they a vision of beauty?
As you know, I'm no knitter. They were made for me by my wonderful multi-talented friend Ali. (It was Ali who knitted my Robin Wristees.)
Self-striping yarn fascinates me. It's too clever.
They're not just aesthetically pleasing, the yarn (Bluefaced Leicester) is lovely against your skin and keeps your pinkies toasty warm. It's name, Mind The Gap, is pure genius and was apparently inspired by the London Underground. You can find out more about it here on Ravelry.
It comes to something when your children see you lying on your bed in your pyjamas with your bottom propped up on a pillow and legs akimbo, trying to take a photograph, and don't even bat an eyelid!
They have, however, threatened to disown me if I venture out in public in my new socks. I'm thinking white sandals ...
Please note, this is not a sponsored post but an appreciation of British yarn and, most especially, darling friends. Oh, and fabulous socks! X