My mother called a little while ago and asked me to come down to her place. She had been digging through some boxes and had found a whole bunch of old knitting needles (straights) that had once belonged to her best friend (my first baby sitter) who passed a way a couple of years ago. She wanted me to come and get them as she didn’t think that she would ever use them.
There were a half dozen or so that didn’t have mates, and 10 pairs of needles in various sizes. They’re all aluminum which is a shame as I was kind of hoping at least some of them would be wood.
My straight needle collection has just grown a lot in the span of a few minutes.