I am absolutely sick to my knitter's heart. We have been away for a while , collecting bits and pieces that W needed . This has entailed going from one end of the country to the other , and I had some vague idea that somewhere in the north east , was a whole warehouse filled with Italian yarn . Getting home at last , I looked up the exact location of such knitterly delights ..............we had passed by 4 times , it is 1/2 a mile from the dual carriageway ......... I still cannot quite believe my rotten luck . I have pointed out to W that he should have been able to smell it .... I have a cold and no sense of smell whatsoever , he pointed out that he doesn't have the same affinity to yarn , I then said that if it was covered in engine oil he would have tracked it down ! end of conversation .