A short post involving muggles exposed to yarny nonsense.
Tomorrow is my birthday. This year, I decided that all I want is specific yarns for specific projects from my new obsession: Blacker Yarns. So I sent an email detailing such to the husband and the parents (have edited out all the links - for those new to the game, links are key to actually getting what you want):
16 balls Norfolk horn
1 ball blacker classic Aran in turquoise
1 ball Hebridean/Manx Aran
19 balls Isles of Scilly Jacob guernsey
15 balls Castlemilk DK moorit
2 balls Cotswold DK
18 balls Galway Aran
3 balls Gotland dark grey 4-ply
3 balls Gotland mid grey 4-ply
My dad opened the email while I was in his presence, and this was his reaction:
"What the...? What language is this?! STROKKUR! NORFOLK HORN! ARAN! MANX! HUT HUT HUT!"
My muggle dad truly believes yarn/pattern names would make for excellent football calls. It's hard to argue with him...