I am off today to see the Yarn Harlot's speechifying in Victoria. I have mixed feelings about it - I don't like sycophancy in general, and completely lack even a smidgen of groupie mentality. The more popular someone is, the more reluctant I am to join the hue and cry around them. On the other hand, there's a certain must-do quality about a Harlot book launch: if you are a modern knitter, aware of the cyber-fibre world, you have a duty to show your solidarity by showing up to whichever of her appearances are within geographical reach of you.
I should clarify - there's nothing wrong with her at all. What I dislike is the sucking up - the endless "oh, our beloved Harlot is so amazing!" "Me too!" "Me too!" It fills me with revulsion.
What I'm more excited about is the chance to spend a day with my friends and maybe pick up some good stuff...I do believe I'll suspend the Yarn Moratorium for today. I'm also hoping to find something amazing at Four Seasons Fabrics on View Street - they stock actual Liberty of London cotton lawn! (I feel faint just thinking about it.)
So, I'll see you in a couple of days with a post about the trip. Who knows? maybe she'll be really charismatic and charming, and I'll be glad to have seen her in person. If I can overcome my cynical abhorrence at seeing hundreds of women gasping and sighing over one knitter, maybe I'll have a good time.