And I have survived.
Today we went to the nunnery in Dendermonde, where two aunts of my mother in law live. We had cake (did I mention they do load the whipped cream with sugar in the bakeries here? My tea tasted sour after eating it), we talked, we had sandwiches, and talked some more. I knitted a bit on Jan’s scarf, and I guess that was the thing that broke the ice in the end, cause by the end of the evening, they gave me a cute present:
This doily was hand knitted by one of the nuns in the cloister. It looks like it’s made out of cotton thread, on about 2mm needles, and it’s perfectly starched. I will treasure it, since they offered me a gift, even knowing me for so little.
Edit: Do you happen to know of a pattern that is very similar or exactly the same as the doily on the pics? Please let me know!
Ooohhh… pretty! See, knitting with the nuns was a Good Thing.
OO! I love the doily! Sooooo pretty. I’ve been wanting to knit some since Christmas and still haven’t gotten around to it. Sounds like you had a great time. :)