Another saturday afternoon picture of the alpaca wrap and me at the bowling green. Despite all the stress and hassle this past week (2 exams down 1 to go) it is growing slowly but surely. Anyway i wanted to write a little note on the joys of knitting in public. I find it a great way to spark a relationship with someone, just now in fact while mid row two ladies approached me, admired my work and enquired as to what stitch it was i was working in and one remarked that the yarn was so soft while the other remarked that her mother had been a knitter. Ok so the ladies in question were both over the age of 65 but even younger people find the craft interesting. Not too long ago i had a teenage boy dressed like a stereotypical thug approach me in the bus station while i was knitting a scarf and ask me in a very polite manner what i was doing and what it would be when done. I suppose i don't even need to go into the appeal knitting especially socks seems to have to little children on buses and trains, i lose track of the number of times a wide eyed youngster's sat with jaw dropped in wonderment at the needles flying round. The point is knitting in public can truly rock, and in a job where you have to latch onto anything your patients have an interest in order to find the key to gain their trust chatting to an old lady with depression so bad she hasn't spoken to anyone or eaten much for days about her latest knitting project, or giving an anorexic teenager a bit of confidence and self worth by teaching them to knit something beautiful can be more important than anyone would think. It might not be something that makes sense to a lot of people out there, but i'm sure knitters reading this who have the odd day when their stressed or feeling down will undertand just how therapeutic picking up needles can be.