How I wish we had got to know our neighbors better – a young couple who purchased the new house next to our new and first house in Dublin. They were from Scotland. The young husband was a chemist and worked for Guinness. His wife Jean was a nursery school teacher. They were expecting their first child. Jean and I got together occasionally for friendly chats. What I wish we had chatted about more was KNITTING. In my eyes she was a master. I was interested but not as interested as I am now 50 years later. SHETLAND – a magic word for knitters and knitting history.
A number of years later I met another knitter from Shetland and she brought me up to date on Jean and her husband George and their son wee Gordon – and a subsequent daughter. The family was living near Inverness. I wish I had tried harder to get in touch when I had this more current information – but that more current information is now 20 years old. Alas.
Me years ago when life was young . I knit the sweater myself. Jean was a natural but I’m quite sure I followed a pattern. Two sons and I are framed in the doorway of our courtyard – where Jean and I would sit and chat.
