Knitting in public is a little bit unusual and possibly a little bit eccentric, but it is not weird or inexplicable. So today whilst waiting for my train, I got out my camera phone (hence the weird lighting) and snapped a shot of the sock.
I know, of course, that in the grand scheme of things I've got a long way to go before I can match the Yarn Harlot for sheer Chutzpah (I'm not brave enough to ask complete strangers to pose with my sock for photos). But for me it was a little step on the road to being the crazy old lady (who perhaps really isn't that mad) on the train that everyone gives a wide berth. Long live the life just a little less ordinary.