This is not about knitting yarn. Yesterday I met up with probablyjane from London and I remembered this horrendous episode in my life.
I had bought an Empisal (heavy metal) knitting machine from an op shop.
I was going home on one of the old green trams where the seats were opposite to each other instead of all facing the driver.
I had the knitting machine between my legs and had forgotten my knitting, (probably the one and only time) I fell asleep, my legs opened up, the knitting machine fell forward and cracked the guy opposite fair in the testicles.
The poor guy was in agony, actually rolling around on the floor, with other men saying "just jump up and down and they'll drop".
I was so embarrassed I got off at the next stop, still apologizing profusely to this poor guy.
Thank Goodness I never saw him again, I hope I didn't damage him for life.