Ooh another newbie! YaY!
Welcome welcome welcome! There's a few rules you should know about first though...
Forgotten-but-added-later-rule = Once you've mastered the holding of the needles, you must allow us to initiate you into knitting-in-the-round. Then you can make a pair of Kolenya gloves and then,, only then, will you become one of us. *evil*laughter* It will eventually become a way of recognising members in public places. A bit like the masons.
Don't sit next to me, I'm utterly horrid. Oh and don't even think about coming if you're not up to scratch on bitching, 'tis the way the cookie crumbles. Though we're mostly well seasoned bitchers, so if you're a bit out of practice on that one, I'm sure we can help in some way or another. Especially me, I'm the drunk with a gap between my teeth and I'm apparently obssessed with gasthaus loo cleanliness. I have my reasons.
Don't sit next to the Stricktor, unless you want to end up loving him to pieces, 'tis inevitable.
Don't sit between me and LauraK, unless you're okay with British humour. We both come from places that are not unlike Royston Vasey, which is terrifyingly true, but in a comforting sort of way.
Don't sit next to Talkstostrangers, coz she's so beautiful, it makes everyone else pale into fugliness.
Don't sit next to Talkstostrangers' German fella, coz you'll end up wanting to get yourself a German fella.
Don't sit next to Chook, coz she smells of baba ick. Only kidding, she actuallys smells lovely and we all want to squidge her baby coz she's so adorable and the mummy is so friendly, you'll want to put her in your pocket too (she's tiny, so you probably could aswell).
Don't even tink (ooh I've gone all patois lol) or think about sitting next to C_in_Märchenland, because beneath that chic, professional exteria, there's a filthy mind that revels behind those eyes of hers. I love it.
Okay, well the chances are that you'll end up sitting next to at least one of us, so my advice is to brace yourself. It's the only option.