Pink Owls. Bad Owls.

The famous Owls! (that's a link to the pattern, by the way).

I knitted this last year, in knobbly cream wool. I got gauge, but the knitted fabric was a little too stiff for my liking... but never mind, the wool was a gift, there seemed to be enough, and I really needed something warm. All the balls of wool looked the same, at least until they were knitted up, when suddenly they revealed startlingly different shades. After knitting and unravelling and reknitting the equivalent of three of these jerseys, just to get the colour changes to sit in less obvious places, I didn't care that the finished thing was a tad tight under the arms. It was very very warm.

Wool, of course, isn't that easy to wash and dry in mid-winter, and cream, in case you're considering it, is not a good colour for something with long cuffs. Specially when you spend most of your days slouched over lino blocks - when you straighten up eventually, you might find ghastly grubby stripes across your torso.

So (gulp) I dyed the thing. Red, actually, but now it's pink. And slightly felted, and even tighter under the arms. Some twisting and turning is needed to get into it, but once I'm in, it's still warm. The most important thing. And it will look fine under other things. I might even cut slits under the arms.