Free pattern: Floating Flutterguys
The Floating Flutterguy is a simple creature. He turns from a cocoon of scrap yarn into a beautiful woolly winged wonder in less time than it takes to scream “AGH! Is that a moth!? Get it away from my cashmere!!!”. Lucky for you (and for your cashmere) the Floating Flutterguy isn’t hungry for your yarn. All he wants is to be set free somewhere in your city. I hatched the Floating Flutterguy specially for Stitch London’s annual Stitch Crawl 2011 which happens to fall on...
Read MoreMeet Plarchie: the giant plastic knitted squid
The arrival of Plarchie, the 8-metre giant knitted squid made entirely from plastic bags, came as something of a shock to me. One minute I was wandering the echoey rooms of London’s Natural History Museum pondering what knits might spring from my needles. The next thing I knew I was half-awake buried in a pile of crumpled plarn ends with my needles smoking in my clawlike hands. I had no idea what I’d been up to for the last three days of my life. And then a cephalopods-shaped...
Read MoreShiny happy Slender Snipe Eel
Returning to my sneaky stitching roots I found myself and my trusty camera amongst the bones and the beasts of London’s Natural History Museum hunting stitched sealife in its historic hallways. I was wholly responsible for bringing to life an achingly smiley Slender Snipe Eel. I have rarely felt so proud. For the full story see the fishy tale of my stitched sealife specimen over on the Stitch London...
Read MoreAttack of the Tubeline Trolls
It has been a long time since I fell asleep on the London Underground and fought the dreaded Tube Sanitiser for my life, only managing to escape due to the tiny fluffballs of fearlessness that are the London tube mice. When I do return to the underground I keep my eyes open and my double-pointed needles nearby. I am well aware how wrong things could have gone down there had I lost my battle. Far below London where you can wander through the endless tunnels for eternity seeking an exit sign you...
Read MoreFlying Fruits of Justice for the Bells of Old Bailey
One very old church + a London nursery rhyme about bells, fruit and debt collecting + some yarn + a handful of beady eyes + a hoard of crafty treasure bits + my brains = The Flying Fruits of Justice. Knit the City took on the Oranges and Lemons Odyssey with a six-pronged attack. Six London Churches from an old nursery rhyme. Six graffiti knitters. One full day of yarnstorming fun. For the Deadly Knitshade prong of it I was handed the holy stones of St Sepulchre-without-Newgate for the line:...
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