A Bluestocking Knits

When David mentioned the other day that a co-worker is retiring and they have been wracking their brains trying to think of something to give him, and that his name is quite like a certain Doctor's, to the point that they even call him that at work, it seemed to me that the obvious gift would be the famous Scarf.

Yes, it's a Fourth Doctor Scarf!  Yes, it's twelve feet long, give or take!  Yes, it's so iconic, so desirable, that it actually has a website dedicated to re-creating it, in a variety of wools to suit, and you can even choose which season's version, since with use and damage and whatnot, the original scarf lost and regained some sections here and there, or you could — seriously geeking out here — make the stunt double!

Yes, I must be mad — but really, who could resist?  So I am temporarily halting progress on …

The Big Bad Blanket (ripped back to what I hope will be the new midpoint, and merely a handspan or so into the second half, though it still goes quite quickly once I actually start knitting).

The Mora two-end mittens (back in the ball altogether).

The Parley cardigan (halfway up the first sleeve, wh. I started with, doubling as my gauge swatch — you can't quite tell anymore now that it's been stuffed into and taken out of my bag numerous times, but the lower part has been blocked and checked for gauge).

The "Greek-Style Georgian" miniature carpet (only a little bit further along than the last time I set it aside — am going to work the rest of the gold shades to see if I run out of anything else before I order more blue).

In a casually-unscientific calculation, I noted that I worked 12 garter "ridges" of the scarf in a little under a half-hour, so … hmm.  Wish there were sonic knitting needles.

But I'm fairly optimistic, and anyway I'm getting a kick out of knitting The Scarf anyway.  I've seen a number of Doctors over the years, but I must admit that my favorite is still Tom Baker.  You never forget your first Doctor, do you!