I delivered two baby tops this morning, one jumper and one cardigan. Both completely adorable, both requiring more work than one would think.
The cardigan hadn't been finished entirely, so I spent an episode of "Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries" knitting up the fronts, then joining the seams with faggoting, then miss stitching the borders and sewing up all the seams. About 3 hours all up. For a baby cardigan.
The jumper was a breeze, I thought, and proceded to steam the pieces pre-sewing up.
...wait a minute...
The stitch was split rows earlier, and the knitter didn't notice. I did, because I can spot a mistake from 5 metres away. I could just leave it, after all she didn't notice it, did she?
Yeah, right. That'll be the day. Rows dropped, picked back up. All shiny, cap'n.
The cardigan hadn't been finished entirely, so I spent an episode of "Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries" knitting up the fronts, then joining the seams with faggoting, then miss stitching the borders and sewing up all the seams. About 3 hours all up. For a baby cardigan.
The jumper was a breeze, I thought, and proceded to steam the pieces pre-sewing up.
...wait a minute...
The stitch was split rows earlier, and the knitter didn't notice. I did, because I can spot a mistake from 5 metres away. I could just leave it, after all she didn't notice it, did she?
Yeah, right. That'll be the day. Rows dropped, picked back up. All shiny, cap'n.
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