I have a couple of brace of socks to show off, knitted on trains, buses, watching TV or films, at gigs, waiting for weddings to start, and generally during any moment I have to sit still. Unfortunately I’m not allowed to knit at work, but I’m trying to get round it.
The first pair is suitably manly, and will be a Christmas present for a chap, while the other pair is knit from the sparkly sock yarn I got in Toronto, and is destined as a feminine present:
They’re boring and mindless k2p2 rib – perfect for moments I’m actually trying to concentrate on something else. I think they’ll make good hiking socks, and hopefully appreciated by the recipients. Next up, a bag for my little neice.