I bravely gave my dad a pair of handknitted socks for his birthday.
I'd been hesitant to in the past (not least because my mother has a tendency to adopt a bemused expression and say Why would you bother to knit socks? and really, I can't be bothered with that conversation any more) because they live in hot hot sunny hot Queensland. But this winter Dad had said that the evenings had been chilly so I thought I'd warm up his elderly English toes with some handmade goodness, and after all they live barely over the border into Queensland so I reasoned they're within spitting distance of wintry woolly country.
I wanted quick, thick and warm, and these fitted the bill perfectly. They're made from 8ply (DK weight) superwash so can be thrown in the washing machine, and each sock took only a couple of evenings' worth of knitting. Never mind that I actually knitted three socks because I didn't want to do the prescribed short row garter heels and tried to wing a heel flap before deciding to conquer the heel after all (because if I can conquer nupps I can do most [sing along with me] aaanny-thiiiing). Et voila, with the help of a YouTube tutorial, I successfully executed my very first short row garter heels. What did we do before this modern internetty thing, eh? (Answer: asked our grandmothers).
This is the actual true colour (Bendigo Woollen Mills 'Claret'). Those other shots were taken on a very dull day and my camera decided the socks were pink.
The pattern is the Quickie Socks, taken from the hilariously titled book The Joy of Sox which is filled with suggestive flirty photos and sock patterns titled Afternoon Delight, Morning Glory, Red Hot Lovers, Foreplay and so on. The joke goes on a little too long but some of the socks in there are magnificent. I'm looking forward to making the rather beautiful Make Up Socks soon (for me), once I learn how to do toe up construction. More assistance from Grandma Google needed.
(Dad's quickies are ravelled here).