Oh, Faggots

One of my favourite parts of lace knitting is faggoting. There is something so aesthetically pleasing about a long column of simple faggoting. Every now and again, I cease working on my cape edging and take time out to admire the faggots. This I did earlier today.

Oh, my goodness… a glaring error revealed itself.

I have spent much of the afternoon in tinking back the edging. A horrible job, due to the nature of the mohair. I am glad to report that all is now well. My faggots look beautiful again and I can once more make forward progress.

I shudder to think what kind of spam this post will attract.


2 Responses to “Oh, Faggots”

  1. SpinningGill 9th September 2012 at 9:21 pm #

    Hmm… The only ones I know about are bought from a butcher – although Mum used to make her own. Very nice they were too! 🙂

    • Beth 10th September 2012 at 9:05 am #

      Mmmm… faggots, mash and mushy peas. Delicious!

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