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The local knitting guild here is something I no longer have much to do with. I say "much" as some of my friends and mentors hang out there so I do occassionally go and hang with them, and "no longer" as I was a part of it last year, but for the most part I find it pointless and I already have a knit’n'natter that I go to each week usually.
Wednesday nights, Everest Cafe, 5:30pm - 9pm.
So I have braved two meetings in the past few months for various reasons, and it reminds me of why I’m not a part of it. Jokingly, today I nutted out the kind of Guild I would *like* to be a part of:
- Friendly and welcoming
- Egalitarian and co-operative
- Organised and forward-thinking
- One where I can learn, and I can teach
- Craft-centred rather than people-centred
- No garments made of feather yarn allowed
- Responsive and accountable in what it takes to be in the guild (so some level of prestige in being there!)
I also want to be finished uni, engaged to my lovely partner, the best midwife possible and comfortably rich
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Here are some photos from some of the crazy knitters I hang out with:
Lucy and me: Lucy isn’t crazy. Yet.
Me and V and our awkward head angle: 
Me and Mel: 
Garments that need no caption (oh how I wish You Knit What?? was still around - you’d have had to see it up close in its slightly fluffy feather yarn glory to understand, and to also see that my camera was very kind to the purple and orange eye-popping one!):

V is happy to have yarn and is not afraid to sniff, weigh, and threaten with it:

And then there were the cupcakes, and I kid you not, the cacti:

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