Now that I’ve reached the heady heights of hat-knitting (ouch, - sorry), I’ve been trying to get a grip of those javelins for the vertically-challenged, known by some incurable optimists as DPNs.
The only metal I know of that can travel that far and that fast is a bullet. No sooner had I scooped the stitches back on the three-legged beast (couldn’t get the fourth needle to come out and play at all), than it spun round and headed for the hubby with the deadly accuracy of a heat-seeking missile. (He’ll be okay, thanks – it was mainly the shock to his nervous system that upset him a bit.)
Anyway, onwards and upwards and keep trying – well, that lasted all of five minutes – I mean, it’s one thing to endanger the hubby’s life and limbs but it’s another when Hatty Cat almost got harpooned snoozing on the hearth-rug.
I popped the pesky things into a cupboard – hoping to get them out later when things had settled down a bit - but does anyone know how to un-nail a cupboard door?
Yours with a tin hat,
For anybody else rash enough to try their luck with these lethalities – popping children’s plastic beads on the ends of them makes them slightly less anti-social and helps the stitches stay in place.