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		<title>The End of Something</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 17:15:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My autumn/winter mitts have been blocked and subsequently worn for several days with much pride. It is a stash-busting project too as I used partial skeins of Lett-Lopi and New Lanark DK I had left over from previous projects. What is not to love? Taking a decent photo of them, however, proved too much for [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-1766" title="nov09 034" src="http://www.fourth-edition.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/nov09-034-300x225.jpg" alt="nov09 034" width="300" height="225" /><a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/kariebookish/98-8-wrist-warmers-with-pattern-in-karisma-superwash">My autumn/winter mitts</a> have been blocked and subsequently worn for several days with much pride. It is a stash-busting project too as I used partial skeins of Lett-Lopi and New Lanark DK I had left over from previous projects. What is not to love?</p>
<p>Taking a decent photo of them, however, proved too much for my photography skills, and it wasn't until this afternoon that Official Photographer went for a walk in the rain with the camera, that an in-focus photo appeared.</p>
<p><a href="http://garnstudio.com/lang/en/visoppskrift.php?d_nr=98&amp;d_id=8&amp;lang=en">The pattern is free</a>, but be warned that it needs to be tweaked in order to work. As written, the thumb increases do not match up with the colourwork and if i were to knit these again, I would go down a needle size as the mitts are a smidgen too wide across my hands despite going with the smallest size. On the positive side I can fit a pair of gloves underneath these for extra warmth.</p>
<p>Now to something completely different.</p>
<p>I first read <a href="http://kateharding.net/2009/10/08/guest-blogger-starling-schrodinger%E2%80%99s-rapist-or-a-guy%E2%80%99s-guide-to-approaching-strange-women-without-being-maced/">Schrödinger's Rapist - or a Guy's Guide to approaching Strange Women Without Being Maced</a> a couple of weeks ago and it has been on my mind ever since. In a strange way, the blog entry manages to explain exactly what it feels like being a woman and make me aware that this is how it feels for me. Honestly, I do not think about my body or my gender most of the time. My body is just <span style="color: #ec4212;">there</span> as a vehicle for my brain and, well, I have never felt like I was part of any Special Sisterhood. And yet, that blog entry made me finally acknowledge to myself that <span style="color: #ec4212;">being a woman is not like being a man</span>. I'm in my early thirties and I finally admitted this to myself.</p>
<p>Deep down, though, I must have known and sought to protect myself. During most of my twenties I hid in baggy black clothes. At one point I even preferred being severely overweight to having a healthy weight and receiving attention. Today I wonder why, although I have some residual fear of walking on my own in remote places and I never go outside at night unless someone is with me. For someone who is not all that aware of her own body (and, believe me, having a body never ceases to confound and surprise me .. especially after I have walked into yet another door or stumbled), I do seem to be aware of the dangers connected to having one.</p>
<p>After reading the initial blog entry, I wound up reading <a href="http://www.metafilter.com/85667/Hi-Whatcha-reading">the long Metafilter thread</a>/response. <a href="http://www.metafilter.com/85667/Hi-Whatcha-reading#2777344">Nattie's response</a> was particularly thought-provoking and I found myself nodding to several points she made - and surprising myself by being able to nod. I need to think a lot more about this and work out my own response. Somehow this feels like an awakening.</p>
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