Good news first. I took a picture of my swirl yoke in progress. If you like tweed, prepare to drool…
The second sleeve has been examined and found wanting.
So I sat down today with all the coiless safety pins I could find and learned something dreadful about my second (third) sleeve.
My increases in the second (third) sleeve are one row fewer than in the first sleeve. Multiply that by 17 increases and, Houston, we have a problem.
Yet another instance when a few inches makes all the difference in one’s happiness.
I’m busting out the port. FML.