The point of the next blanket, #177, was to use up some more bright yellow yarn, and other difficult to place yarn, without much regard for the result. I buy odd balls of yarn that take my fancy not considering how I'm going to use it. Here it feels great to get rid of some of it. Sometimes I still look at the knitting thinking how awful it looks.
I unravelled this knitted sweater. I like the design, a celtic pattern, along one side, one sleeve and shoulder. But the knitter didn't take account of the fact that the cabled design pulled the fabric together, so one shoulder is much narrower than the other. The wool yarn feels lovely with a sheen; perhaps Bluefaced Leicester? The kinks very nearly disappeared with washing.
