I have a fond memory of being taught how to knit by my Nan. I can remember the fire roaring and her patiently trying to teach me how knit. Twenty years later, I found myself teaching my wife how to do it.
There is something very therapeutic about knitting. Turning a ball of wool into something is a great feeling. Sitting there, creating something that wouldn’t be there if it wasn’t for you is awesome.
This will not come as a shock but knitting isn’t something usually associated with men. If I tell people I enjoy knitting I usually get made fun of but when I show them what it is that I’ve made they usually change their tune by saying “I wish I could knit”.
I recommend knitting to anybody. Being able to knit is fun and once you get the hang of it you can knit almost anything you want. My most recent projects have been a case for my Kindle and a sock for my mobile phone so it doesn’t get damaged in my backpack when I’m cycling.
I’ve always loved classical music. I can remember the first time that I heard “Moonlight Sonata” by Beethoven. It stirred something in me as I played “Earthworm Jim 2″ on the Super Nintendo. I dipped in and out of classical music over the years but I soon found out that people who listened to classical music were mainly snobby and elitist so I decided to keep my love of it under wraps.
Occasionally I would mention it to people and I’d often find myself being looked down upon by the “die-hard” fans who laughed and guffawed at the lack of my knowledge or I’d find myself being treated as if I was a snob by people who “don’t listen to that stuff”.
Elitism is present in every fan base, be it classical music or “My Little Pony” and it’s not going away. I don’t let it bother me or put me off something and you shouldn’t too. Why would you want to be part of a group who, let’s face it, are dicks? What I do is fly a welcoming flag in the hope that people won’t be put off something because of the crazy people who don’t want the fan base to become main stream.