Should you wish to make your own, here is the recipe for a 48 hour jumper.
You will need:
An overambitious plan for the month of October, involving double the usual number of patterns in only three quarters of the usual time
Plenty of other commitments which have wiped out the rest of the week
A date set for a photoshoot with an adorable little model (and his equally lovely mum)
Five balls of yarn, only one of which has been knit up so far
Straight needles in sizes 3mm and 4mm
A copy of my soon-t0-be-released toddler jumper pattern
A sore hand from knitting the same jumper in age 5 the previous week
A huge sense of relief and gratitude that your mum is knitting the third test jumper
Realise that knitting four balls of wool means two balls a day over two days. Try not to think about that while enjoying a rare date night with your husband on the Friday. Cocktails, anyone?
Get up on Saturday morning and put two balls of wool in your knitting basket. Set yourself up with a hot water bottle, blanket, and a drama on iPlayer. Finish the back.
Worry about whether you have enough wool. Do a quick check and realise that Wool Warehouse has sold out of that dyelot.
Enjoy chatting to your children when they come home from their sleepover with their grandparents. Keep knitting.
Help with homework. Keep knitting.
Supervise piano practice. Keep knitting.
Drink tea. Keep knitting.
Realise that you are getting very sore already and that you need to pace yourself. Stop for lunch and stretches.
Visit your husband’s 100 year old grandmother. Knit on the way there. Knit on the way home. Try not to feel carsick. Knit quite a lot of the time you are there. Be grateful that you are doing something portable like knitting. Be pleased that you are talking about something other than knitting.
Get home. Keep knitting through the rest of the evening, stopping for tea (moules frites again, because they are in season, and thank you John).
Finish the front. Cast on for the sleeves, intending to do an inch before bed. Don’t do an inch before bed.
Sleep like a log until 10.30 (which is almost unprecedented), when your significant other wakes you up because they know you have to start knitting. Be amazed that you slept for so long.
Catch up with the Archers omnibus. Start knitting.
Knit all day, stopping to stretch every 45 minutes, which is how long it takes you to do an inch on your two-at-a-time sleeves.
Take a ‘Stretch with Fliss’ class at 3 pm. Realise that your arm and hand are starting to feel better thanks to all this stretching. Get told off for not pointing your toes properly.
Play a bit of Debussy, to stretch your hands out with all those lovely arpeggios. Get back to the knitting.
Snap a grainy, blurry photo for your blog post. Keep knitting.
Eat an enormous roast dinner.
Knit through Dr Who, the Strictly results show and a spy drama.
Declare the sleeves done at 10.53 pm.
Look forward to making it up, handing it over, and taking photos of a very sweet little person in it. Hope that he likes it.
Vow to set yourself more manageable targets next month.
Do you set yourself ridiculous targets? Any other marathon craft sessions out there? I suspect we’ve all been there…