Hello, just popped in to say... er, "hello"
My name is Beth, but I note that you have at least one Beth already, and so I shall remain plumbum just to save confusion. I live on a small Scottish island, off the north coast and up and to the right a bit (but stop before you get to Fair Isle). I don't originate from here and arrived only last September but I love it and don't intend to move ever again. I've settled in quickly and one of the things I have done since I got here is to learn to spin.
I'm really not very good at it yet. Here's my first (and only) three balls of yarn - it's Jacob, spun from a raw local fleece clipped in 2006.
Feel free to giggle.
I shall get better.
Let's not get maudlin..
I'll pull myself together soon...
OK. Where was I? Ah yes. We spin in a small group, in each other's houses, not at a weekend, but every Wednesday morning. There is coffee. And cake. Oh, there is cake. And much laughter.
I was shown how to spin on a friend's Ashford Joy. I immediately hunted down an eBay bargain and Hebbie, the Haldane Hebridean wheel, came to live with us. It has been a love/hate relationship. My partner took pity on me and a brand new Ashford Trad has joined my spinning stable. We assembled it just yesterday and I have every hope of making some rapid progress. (I don't have a name for the Trad yet and am open to all suggestions.)
In my defence, I should point out that, as soon as I got my first wheel, I was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism - a condition that led to tremors in my hands and legs and which have made it very difficult to learn to spin. The meds are now taking care of it and I am fast running out of excuses for my inept work. I have to admit that the secret now is actual practice, as opposed to pretending to be a spinner :-)
I was introduced to this group by Natalie, who has discovered my blog, and I would like to thank her for sending me this way.
I'll go read some posts now.