Thank you all for the lovely comments about my Ene’s Shawl. It’s truly one of my favourite things I’ve ever knitted and I’m half scared to wear it outside in case someone takes a fancy to it. Even Diane tried to steal it today.

Anyway, as a change of pace from knitting lace, I thought I’d finish up some of my long outstanding wips. I’ve had this jacket for smallest person on my needles since last summer, so a bit of mindless stocking stitch seemed very appealing.

I spent the weekend knitting the sleeves and this evening made a start on the collar. At this point, I thought it would be a good idea to try it on the small person to see how long to make the collar. And this is where I cam unstuck. It didn’t fit. Clearly, last July, it would have fit him perfectly. But a good six months later, he was taller and wider and not the size he should have been. Only one thing to do. Frog the yarn, put it away for a loooong time til I can look at it again. And cast on with a completely different yarn instead.