a tangle of yarn + 2 hours of trial & error = a teapot cosy

Jan
2013
02

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This is the tangle of yarn that tumbles out of one of my cupboards when I open it.  It is buttery soft Twilley’s Freedom that has lived there, in a tangle, since I tried crocheting it into a chevron stripe rug.  Do you know how many rows of a chevron stripe rug you can crochet out of a single ball of Twilley’s Freedom?  One.  It would have cost almost as much as Abby’s yearly school fees to pursue a queen bed size chevron stripe crochet rug in this yarn.  I abandoned it.

This is my teapot.  It would be ever so nice to be able to tell you that I always make my tea in a teapot – one that has sat warming whilst the kettle boiled, a fine bone china cup by its side.  But that would be a dreadful lie.  Abby and I almost always share a teabag – we both like it weak.  But this morning – no teabags.  And yet – lots of tins of tea – gifts from family and friends who clearly assume I make my tea in a teapot.

This morning – no choice.  The tea was made in the teapot and muchly enjoyed.  However, before I got to the bottom of all that tea, it went cold.  Such a shame!  There were three good cups in there.  Thus – the tangle of yarn.

Out came the trusty crochet hook – I chained until it fit, joined it in the round and added another row of single crochets for a snug collar.

Then continued adding rows of single crochets with increases as needed – stitch, stitch, increase, stitch, stitch, increase – and so on.  To start with, most rows were yanked out and stitched again – needed to get my bearings and all.  And despite crossing my toes (fingers otherwise occupied), the orange didn’t make it and had to be ripped out.  Hmph!  Such a shame.

Never mind – plenty of blues and greys and just enough pink for a bit of liveliness.  When I reached the sharp curve back in at the bottom – stitch, stitch, decrease, stitch, stitch, decrease – and so on.  And a bit more yanking out and redoing.  Crochet is so forgiving.

Didn’t really look like much when I’d finished – specially where the funny hole was for the handle.   But a quick bit of needlefelting changed that …

Ta-da!  A teapot cosy – specially made for my teapot which has never conformed to the many teapot cosy patterns I’ve bought over the years.  When confronted with that enticing Ravelry screen, I never remember the shape of my teapot.  Of course, such forgetfulness (stupidity?) would be easily remedied by a quick trip to the kitchen, but that always seems like too much effort when flaked out on the sofa.


Oh so sweet!  Jolly good use of a tangle of yarn.

And I like how it kind of hooks up to go over the handle – adds a dash of something.

Might just inspire me to use up the tea leaves after all and give those teabags, with their ludicrous amount of packaging, a rest.  I shall give the cosied teapot a test run this afternoon with a thick wodge of Christmas cake and butter and let you know ;-)

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  1. gail

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