I am 'days off' from work at present (you may have guessed from the day trip to Harrogate) but I had to go into work for some training and for a meeting. Afterwards I decided to go to the Trafford Centre (it's only 20 mins from work down the M56/M60 if the timing is right, to miss the traffic).
Anyway, I started my shopping trip with a coffee in Starbucks. I sat and wrote a Christmas present list, once I had done that I whipped out a sock on my new, very cute needle. Within ear shot and eye line of me was a little boy of about 3 with his Mum and another lady. He was in his buggy. He started saying in a loud voice and pointing at me at the same time 'Mum, Mum, what's that, what's that? Mum was talking so didn't answer at first, when she did answer, her 'reply was ' I don't know'.
I had to chuckle to myself - A) because of the little boy asking, the fact that he was so obserant and B) I felt it is a sign of the times that young women don't recognise knitting when they see it.