I started this scarf on 6 January. Around mid January I realised that I had made a serious error, in misunderstanding what it meant to ‘knit the knits and purl the purls’ – never having complied with such instructions before. My mum arrived for the tennis, and she rather bluntly told me to unravel and start again. this is 100 stitches across, and I was up to maybe row 30? I was not very happy.

Anyway, I kept going. And going. And going. I went through three balls of wool (it’s mixed with soybean silk, just FYI); I learnt to cable, and I learnt to be patient. 

Well. A bit patient, anyway. I finished the thing, that’s pretty impressive.

Today I finished it, which meant three-needle bind off. That involved picking up 100 stitches from the cast-on end, and then binding the last row off with those stitches. It took me the entirety of ep3 of Sherlock (sans ads, largely) PLUS an episode of Doctor Who (the daft adipose one, if you’re interested; I only like it because of Donna). So, now, it is DONE. And I even turned it into a cowl, with a Mobius twist, just like the directions said.