The French Knot has been one of those embroidery stitches I have always been scared to commit too as whenever I do one right it seems to be an unrepeatable fluke. A week or so ago I saw this on Feeling Stitchy and was inspired to overcome another sewing fear and concquer the French Knot. So the other day when mum was hear I gathered my stitching books and set to work. There was a lot of frustration as mum also tried to teach me her way of doing it which seemed to be the opposite of the books and then by george I got it! My plan was when I had learnt how to do it I was going to do a huge stack of them so it would be permanently etched on my brain, so I started doing a circle of them, once around the circle and getting a bit bored with the idea of a circle of french knots I looked at it again.... and, well, it was obvious really:
I am just doing his jumper in another new- to- me- stitch too split stitch, I will show you when I have finished him... I am rather fond of him so far his name is Mr Magillacutty.
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