Un-knitting has never been my style. My I like to pull out the needle, rip to my hearts content and pick up what’s left with a smaller needle. This is not an approach that works with Carla, a fact that I have twice now proven by dropping a stitch while trying to un-knit. One measly dropped stitch. Dropped only one row. Who would have though this could be a half hour problem requiring tea, chocolate and a great deal of mumbling under the breath? I guess I will finish the sleeve some time this century…