Knitting, another love of mine.

These ladies are knitting socks, for our troops, in during World War II. My mum told a story about herself. She was sitting in the Public Gallery of Parliament House, (what we now call Old Parliament House), during the parliament session. She was using tortoiseshell needles, knitting socks and was asked to either stop or leave as she was 'making to much noise!' Those who have used tortoiseshell needles know that they don't make any noise, unlike today's modern needles.

Newcastle Sun (NSW 1918-1954), Tuesday 3 October 1939, p8.

I love knitting socks. This is a pair I've knitted.
Bye for now,


  1. I enjoy knitting too, mainly clothes for my small grandchildren these days. My mother had an older sister, an older brother and three younger brothers, and she told me how during the war the family would sit around the warm fire knitting. One of the boys remarked thoughtfully, 'there are only two people in this family not knitting, one can't and the other won't. The 'can't was the baby and the 'won't' was our Dad."

    1. Thanks Jo. Both my sister and I knit, taught by Mum but our girls don't.


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