Wednesday, 13 October 2010

Savile Row

Knitwits Yarns

I never, in a million year of blogging, thought I'd have the title "Savile Row" on one of my entries but - who'd have thought it - here we are!

But first, of course, we had to get there and I can happily report that the little table on the back of the seat in front of you on the train service between Penzance and Paddington is just big enough for 5 balls of wool for your tri-colour scarf:

I knitted all the way and was very grateful for the comments of two students who were on their way to Reading:

Him (slightly hushed voice), "have you seen what that lady's knitting?"
Her, "I know, it's really cool"!!

Clearly, this doesn't indicate that I am in any way, shape or form "cool" but my knitting is. Chuffed to bits.

On Monday, we walked from Marylebone to Savile Row and there were a few shops on Oxford Street making a good effort for Wool Week:

Close up:

and then on to:

where there were, indeed, plenty of :

How, unbelievably cool is that?!! Savile Row, turfed and full of sheep - and their sheep dogs, obviously:

I felt slightly self-conscious standing there for a photograph:

but I really shouldn't have worried. This is what one of the main photographers was wearing:

(Actually, he turned out to be a really nice guy [called Guy] and he took photographs of "our" wool but his get up was a little incongruous in the centre of London!).

Our wool was in Norton & Sons:

You can't really see it in that picture but I think the reflection is just fantastic. Here are some close ups:

If you look closely, you'll see that this wool comes from The Prince of Wales' farm at Highgrove in Gloucestershire. Here are some socks, made by Wendy Keith Designs, made from it, for sale at Norton's:

and here is me knitting a sock, in the round, in Norton's:

Many thanks to Alex and Gina at Norton & Son's for making us so welcome and accepting the intrusion with such good humour!

At the end of the day we went for a wander, en route to a reception at Selfridge's (don't you know), via various shops with woolly, sheepy things in the windows:

Socks in Holland & Holland:

and then, in Selfridge's, before we'd even consumed a sip of champagne we met these chaps:

Utterly bizarre:

Clearly the dresser in this department is a knitter! Good on him/her!!

And so we staggered home and, for me, this image sums up the feel of the whole day. Sheep happily grazing outside Hardy Amies, the Queen's couturier - what could be better?


  1. Congrats - glad it all went well

  2. I'm going to have nightmares about those beardy things!

    See you later.

    - Helen

    (P.S. I put you in my blog: )