Those Darn Socks

A few months ago, my favourite trainers bit the dust but on their way out, they decided to attempt to take five pairs of socks with them.



Normally, socks full of holes just go in the bin... but that would be cheapo shop ought ones, not socks I've knitted myself. So, because I had no idea how to darn and was too flippin' lazy to look it up, I've had five pairs sitting in my sock drawer waiting to be fixed. These included my "Opal - Snakes" which were the first pair of socks I knitted for myself.

On Christmas Eve (a great time for such jobs) my Mam taught me to darn and my efforts range from downright awful (on the first sock) to quite a neat finish (on the last one, which was ten socks later).