Previously, the meetings had been held in the new local wool shop, which was great at the start: it was a cosy place to be, surrounded by all that wool, with tea and cake and biscuits for everyone. There were only a handful of us at the time and we enjoyed spending a few hours on a Wednesday night together.
But then things changed as word spread about our little group. With every week, we got more and more members and less and less space. This was a serious problem because we ran out of chairs at one point and had to start moving the furniture around just so people could sit. Gradually, knitters from an older, well-established knit club joined us too and the shop was full to bursting. What’s more, we could no longer come into the shop early and I spent a few winter evenings standing outside in the freezing cold.
At that stage I realised I was no longer looking forward to knit club at all. Due to the lack of space, I often ended up sitting far away from people I wanted to speak to and because there was no room to move anymore, I couldn’t get to them either for just a short chat. There were a few more things that I disliked and so I decided to leave. From that day on, I didn’t knit except in my own company, which is a shame because knitting with others is a lot of fun and a great social activity.
It was only recently that I thought about returning. I read that knit club had moved to a bar not far from my place and I thought it might be interesting to see what it’s like now. I think not having the connection to the wool shop anymore might be very helpful in making the group more open and relaxed too. So I packed my knitting bag and headed in over to the bar.
I was early and the bar is quite big, so I had to ask around till I found that the knitters had been banished to the basement that week. I was the only one there at that point and got out my knitting and waited. It took a while for the first two to arrive, both knitters who had only joined recently. It took even longer till some others came down and we were a mix of oldies and newbies. I was glad to see they still remembered me. I was surprised, though, that there were only 6 of us that day. They did tell me, however, that it had been very busy the week before.
I must say, the knitters were very tame, ordering tea and lemonade while I went for a caipirinha instead! I do love a nice cocktail. It was a fun evening catching up with old members and learning more about new ones. I will definitely return and perhaps it will become a regular thing again. Now I just need to find a knitting project that doesn’t require too much concentration. My lacy, beaded shawl is definitely staying home!