Wool And The Gang’s Foxy Roxy Scarf

Zeens and Roger

9 years ago

Knitted Foxy Roxy Scarf

Do you remember when Wool and The Gang asked me to review their new Take Care Mohair, and I thought they’d made a mistake? Well, it can’t have been much of a mistake because they got in touch again to ask if I wanted to try out one of their other knitting products! Result!

Today I’m here to tell you all about how I made my Foxy Roxy knitted scarf.

I chose the Foxy Roxy scarf from the WATG Hygge LookBook that I was sent to peruse. I could have chosen something to crochet, but I was seduced into going a different route. I’ve mentioned in the past that I’d love to knit more (I can do the very basics, but that’s all).

The sock knitting phenomenon still eludes me, but I do see lovely knitted shawls out there. Maybe one day…. Anyway, I thought the Foxy Roxy would be a good introduction to the world of knitting, and the fact that I was being sent the kit would be a good kick up the bum to get something done.

The kit included five balls of Crazy Sexy Wool, some fab knitting needles, the pattern and a little label to pop on the finished project. I just love the packaging it all comes in ( I didn’t take pictures this time because my mohair review has those). It was Christmas again when the box was brought to my door!

I chose Midnight blue, but it really was hard to decide (there are so many colours…). In the end, I went with the sensible choice. I knew that I’d wear a shade of navy. And it’s true, I’ve been wearing it non-stop since I downed needles a week ago.

Relearning How To Knit

I took it easy at first. My parcel arrived the Saturday before last, and I knitted up half a ball that afternoon and the second half the day after. By Monday, I’d gotten into the swing of things; I caned through the last four balls in less than three days.

For a couple of rows at the beginning, I kept stabbing through the yarn with the pointy needles (these are proper vampire slaying needles). After a few rows, that stopped, and I got into a good rhythm. It seems I respond well to the noise of needles. It might be the main reason I fancy taking up knitting. The noise of these chunky knitting needles is hypnotic, and I really enjoyed the woody clacking I made with my chunky stakes.

And oh my goodness! No achy hands! I’m used to achy hands when using a giant crochet hook, but I must hold needles differently, cos no ache this time!

Obviously, I needed tea and cake to help me along the way, but I did get a few crumbs on my stitches [I use the best lemon drizzle recipe there is]. I needed the energy to keep on with all the rows of knitting.

One ball in and I could see that this Foxy Roxt Scarf was gonna be loooonnng. To be honest, I have no idea if there are more rows than the pattern told me. I didn’t count. I just kept going until I ran out of yarn. I got carried away with this and didn’t have enough to cast off.

At that point, I had to take an enormously deep breath and frog a few rows. I gathered each stitch slowly and carefully back on a needle and knit back on a couple of rows before trying the cast off again. Here, I have to admit that I don’t actually know what a row looks like. I think it’s both the wiggle chain things per row and not half of one of these. Is that right?! Er, I don’t know. Whatever the weather, I now have a knitting project under my belt, and I am proud!

Thank you to my eldest boy for taking some amusing photographs of me. It was very good timing that he was off sick from school. I made him take a squillion pics. To help him, I even cracked open the tripod that I bought a year ago.

Why haven’t I ever used the camera tripod before!? It makes life so much easier. Duh. How snuggly and cosy does my new knitted scarf look though!? It is flippin’ gorgeous, I love it. I know it’s wrong, but I’m wishing for colder weather so I can enjoy laughing at everyone else in their piddly little, ineffectual scarves. I will be super warm and happy! Gleefully, manically laughing, I expect.

All I will say is this: when wearing it, I will have to learn to be careful. Yesterday, as I casually sauntered home from the school run (probably with a little hint of scarf smugness too), a great big gust of wind took my scarf and threw it in brambles. So embarrassing. I was there for an eternity, carefully and not so casually untangling my precious new, hand-knit scarf.