Sister 2’s boyfriend is completely nonplussed by my crochet.  He says he appreciates the time and effort involved, but I’ve yet to show him anything I’ve made he actually likes.  I suspect that if I stuck a Superdry label on any of it and told him I bought it, he’d feel differently, but there you go.  I don’t mind this in the slightest, everyone is entitled to their opinion (although I admit, I secretly hope one day I’ll impress him) and his is that he’s not even a little bit interested in wool.

Which made a car journey last week slightly odd.  Sister 2 was in the back, her boyfriend was driving and I was in the passenger seat.  We were having a three way sort of conversation about the thing I’d been making….a sort of scarf.  He was saying (somewhat sarcastically) that a scarf was exactly what I needed as we were coming into summer.  I was replying that it wasn’t that sort of scarf – it was part silk and that silk keeps you cool.

I was so stunned we were having a conversation about crochet and wool, I think I forgot to listen properly.  This is how the rest of the conversation went:

Him: ‘Has it got cashmere?’

Me:  ‘No.  Alpaca.  70% alpaca.’

Him: ‘What are you talking about?’

Me:  ‘The wool.  You asked if it contained cashmere.  It doesn’t, but it does contain alpaca.  70%, so that’s….30% silk.’

Him: (I think he swore)

It turns out that what he’d actually said as we drove past a petrol station was ‘Does that have a cash point?’

Apparently not, but it does have Alpacas.  :o)

Unlike the petrol station, this does contain alpaca…