A cold hand...
Above is the knitting that I have been doing while Zebra-girl has been making a blanket for bear. It has shocked me quite how respectable it looks (and I think it would shock certain others too). It would seem that the disasterous lesson (the disaster being on the part of the pupil, not the teacher) that my husband's mother gave me some months ago in how to purl, where I seemed only to learn how to make large knots, holes and something that resembled a bird's nest, just needed some fallow time in my brain, before it could be tried again now and executed in such a way that row upon row of the previously elusive stocking stitch grew before my very eyes.
My project is the pair of mittens above. The only hard part is the thumbhole at the back, but I have now done that, using a stitch holder, so I think it will all be fine. Using the stitch holder was of course rather lovely, as for a moment I was able to delude myself that I was a proper knitter. I decided to start at the level that felt best suited to my skills and went for a pattern in a book aimed at children. The Girl's Best Book of Knitting, Sewing & Embroidery by Virginie Desmoulins is such a lovely book, that I don't think its use should be limited exclusively to small ones.
However, and this is no fault on the part of Ms Desmoulins, but it was a very foolish project for me to pick, for my patience with knitting is short and so I should never have settled upon something which requires two parts to be completed in order to be useful. I know that once I have completed one mitten, my enthusiasm for creating the second will have deserted me completely.