Not Your Typical Knitting Club


A small group of women came to my house, for our first ever knitting night.

Those of you who have been following my blog for some time know that I love to knit, so I was looking forward to it. But I didn’t imagine quite how much fun we’d have.

It was an evening of endless joking and laughter. (According to my eight-year-old, rather noisy, as well!)

I was still laughing when I went to bed.