>I’m in a better mood today than I was last night so now I’ll tell you what happened with my knitting machine.
I fitted the new sponge bar with no problems, it was just a case of sliding the old one out then sliding the new one in.
Then I went to fit the close knit bar. This is the only picture of it in the ribber manual:
As you can see it is not flat. I have no fitting instructions so I guessed that it had to fit over the edge of the needlebed with the flat part against the sinker posts. What a performance I had trying to get it into place but eventually I managed it. This is what it looks like:
I decided to do a test sample of the tuck stitch pattern I was going to be doing so I cast on 50 or so stitches and worked a few rows of 1×1 rib. Everything was looking good so I then transferred the stitches for the pattern. I followed all the instructions for setting it up and it knitted the first few rows alright but then it started dropping stitches and getting all tangled up just like it did before I bought the new parts:
By this time I had completely lost my temper and I flung the cast on comb across the room and started shouting and swearing. Why wouldn’t it work? I was doing everything right – what was wrong with the stupid thing?
I took the attachment off the main carriage and had a look to see if there was anything wrong with it but I didn’t know what I was looking for – how was I supposed to know? Then I remembered about the Colour Changer I bought a few weeks back. Maybe it would work if I used the attachment from that. I was really clutching at straws by this time but I tried it and this is what happened:
So I cast on for the sweater. I watched every row to make sure it was knitting properly. I was about twenty rows from starting the armhole shaping and was so concerned with watching the knitting that I didn’t notice that I’d nearly got to the end of the centre-pull ball of yarn and it had got knotted up. I didn’t notice that it had got stuck in the tension feeder thingy. I started to push the carriage across and whoosh….. the knitting came off the machine. Not all the stiches came off the needles, some stayed on and some started laddering down. I could have cried. All the carry on I had trying to get it to work and now that it was working it all went wrong just because I wasn’t paying attention.
I didn’t even try to salvage the work I’d done as it would have been just about impossible so I just pulled it all out. That is why I was in such a bad mood last night. I really think that I’m destined never to finish this sweater but I’m not giving up, I’m going to try again – I won’t give up without a fight.
Talk to you later,