"Okay. Now, let’s say he’s in the house and there’s a fire, and you can either save him or your shoes – which is it?"

"That depends – did he start the fire?"

I’m in a bit of a knitting funk. I want to embark on a new set of projects, picking something big and new and challenging. Let’s be honest here, ideally I want to knit myself another jumper. Specifically, either this jumper, Tinder:

© Brooklyn Tweed/Jared Flood

or this jumper, Stripes Gone Crazy:

© al-fa

Or finally, this jumper, Peloponnese:

© Linus Ouellet

Adding insult to injury, I actually have an excuse to buy more wool! I’ve run out of Paintbox Simply Aran in Champagne White so I can’t finish my Rainbow Cardigan.

But my conscience tells me I can’t. My stash box is literally crammed full of yarn. I need to finish up the projects I already have wool for – my white Carnaby skirt, my donated wool and baby cardigan pattern, and a hundred random things (toys, cowls, gloves etc.).

So I’ve been grumpily looking through the stash and thinking what I can do with it. I have all my lovely bright Paintbox yarns, but they kind of need a more subdued colour to be worked with so the finished object doesn’t offend the eyes so much…

To cut a long story short, I realised my Sister-in-Law had previously asked for me to knit some mittens for my nephew and I thought - great! Something to use up the stash!

And that got mixed around in my knotted brain, and I knitted some baby booties instead.

I have no idea why I’ve knitted these instead of what I was asked to do.

Mittens for the feet perhaps? Oh well. At least they're nice.

*Quote from Gilmore Girls