Oh Darn it !

Feb 17, 2009 12:46

About a hundred years ago, one of the daily household tasks was darning socks.I think it began back in the days when most articles of clothing were manufactured at home and socks were something knitted at home. While I will willingly mend and repair clothing, I draw the line at darning socks. Not exactly sure why, but I do.

However, once in a while there comes something clothing wise that is special to the wearer for many reasons, it gets damaged, a replacement cannot be found, and so you set aside previous theological rules about what you will or will not do. Such is the case with one of Bob's pairs of gloves. He swears by fingerless gloves in the winter, and I think they are frostbite fodder. Opposites attract and all that. Last winter he found a pair that were both fingerless and lined, and fell in love with them. Last week he was bringing the boy's computer to his office to repair it, and his gloves got snagged on the frame and torn. He went back to the place he bought them, and they no longer carry them. So he turns to me, the fixer of 99 percent of wardrobe malfunctions and injuries, and asks can I fix them. Of course he asked in a tone that would make me agree to sell both kidneys while bungee jumping off the Sears Tower. The things we do for love...

Back in the days of my formal education, ,I took home ecc and one of the skills that had to be mastered was sock darning. I did it under protest, passed, and filed that info in the dark corners of my brain. Now I must resurrect the dead, and apply it to a glove. Here is the victim




So I rummaged through my stash of yarn and fabric and found a skein of black 100 percent wool fingering yarn that I thought would do the job nicely. So with a hunk of yarn and a crewel needle, I began to create a very crude weave of new stitches, starting with the existing undamaged ones and building up a base to weave through




I matched each vertical row to a few rows beyond the tear and then did the same with the horizontal, going over and under each stitch I came to. It was not looking picture perfect, but would definitely hold. When I was satisfied with the work, I made a knot and buried it between the layers.




It won't win glamor shot prizes, but it is functional !
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