My grannie used to knit all the time. She used to make us grandchildren embarrassing home-knitted jerseys, which I did not appreciate at the time, but when I was a little older I actually asked her to knit one for me because the house I was living in while attending uni in Palmerston North was absolutely freezing! My mum also used to knit occasionally, I do remember that she spent hours knitting mittens for me and a smaller pair for my little brother in preparation for a trip to the snow. On the first day up the mountain both pairs got saturated and were hung to dry in the drying room at the lodge. The next day my pair fitted my brother and his pair would have fitted a baby, oops! At some stage my grannie taught me to knit too. I can't remember actually finishing a knitting project at the time. Recently I have been inspired by all the lovely knitting on a few different blogs ( here and here and here ). The clothes (and other produc...