My response to those that wait in line inside the bank to see a teller whilst I whisk through my banking at the ATM, is that the machine never has a bad day. The machine never comes to work tired from partying too late or caring for a sick child during the night. The machine is never in a bad mood due to a a fight with the spouse/boyfriend/girlfriend or never sulky having been passed over for a promotion.
And machines never make a mistake. They simply do the job they are programmed to do. Like my knitting machine. And its work is perfection itself. Machine perfect. Here you can see the back of my Cotton Concerto.
Blocking, I hope, will diminish the difference. Work out the imperfections in my hand work. Make the differences between the two styles less visible to the passing eye. If not? Well, it's the back. Out of sight, out of mind.
The machine section has a much tighter gauge apparantly. I hope it doesn't effect the fit/size on the upper back/crossback area.Block like crazy.
You are a speedy gal!
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