Armed ( with knitting needles ) and extremely dangerous...

Now, I know a man who likes a nice tank-top. Honestly. Not any old tank-top though - it's always got to be pure wool and if it's lovely soft merino wool, then so much the better. Anyway, this autumn/winter there seems to have been a dearth of these items in the shops, so aforementioned man is complaining that his tank-tops are getting shabby etc etc. Also he's also grumbling that tank-tops for men are just so boring and plain. So, I start to take note and hatch a plan - what about a hand-knitted tank-top for Christmas? Yes, I know it's only February but I like to be organised! The plan seemed to be coming along nicely when I popped into St. Vincent's charity shop this week  http://www.stvincents-svp.org.uk/servshop.html  and remembered to check out knitting patterns. I found a fabulous one for 10p!

How about that then? It really appeals to my love of 1940s fashion. I can just see some hard-working, pipe-smoking hubby coming home wearing that and expecting his tea on the table. That wouldn't happen in my house because I'm too busy gardening, at the gym or sewing, but a man can dream, can't he?

The fairisle-type pattern doesn't look that complex, so I'm going to give it a go. Heck, if it doesn't work out, what's wrong with a boring plain tank-top anyway?.....

I hardly knit these days, for all kinds of reasons. But I must share with you the my last knitted project. My ex-neighbour Rik and his beautiful wife had their first baby last August, a gorgeous wee lass named Eleanor. I made these rabbit-shaped bootees. A triumph, no?

They were an absolute pig to make - pure virgin DK wool on fine needles and double-cushioned soles, eurgh. They took quite a while but I kept thinking about the precious little feet which they were to house and keep toasty.

So, watch this space for knitty-updates.