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No doubt many a Londoner has seen these billboards around town. Knitting has hit the mainstream. The other day I was in a pub wearing a scarf I’d made and this beefy punter actually turned his attention away from the footie long enough to admire it and say, “Why, that’s a lovely scarf.” and then with a knowing, conspiratorial wink, “I wonder who made that.”

Seriously, when big rugby-player looking guys knit-flirt with you, you know knitting has reached some kind of pop-culture pinnacle.

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This weekend Alice, Kate and I went to the I Knit London day where there were stalls and a bar and music and a fashion show of men’s knits from Debbie Stoller’s new book.  She’s in the front of this photo. Later, she signed books.

The Shellac Sisters DJ’ed, seamlessly melding one 78 into another– no mean feat when you consider the phonographs needed to be hand-cranked.

The Dutch SnB table was the friendliest of all. They had amazing cookies and also had this afghan on display, knit by the man in the background-center.  He made it for his mother.

There were some stellar knitters there, too.  This is Mulaika modeling her Capecho bolero.

Me knitting at Avebury, originally uploaded by velvetdahlia.

It was my birthday so we went to Avebury, my “home” here. I found one of the stones in the far circle which had a “seat” in it and well, started knitting– not unlike the myriad spiders who spin in the crevices of the stones.