Quite often in Sydney people will tell you 'it never gets cold enough to wear thick woollen items - we have no need for them here'.
So every year I hesitate about making anything with a thicker wool.
And then an icy cold snap will come in off the mountains and I am reminded that we actually live right on the edge of the dividing range and there is generally snow around us in the hills and when the wind blows across that, and up from the south ... it can get very, very chilly. And while we do not have snow in Sydney, nor, frosts or ice, the wind chill factor can reduce eyes to watery messes, and noses and ears and hands and bodies can get cold very quickly.
And then I am grateful for having a few pieces at least which are thick and warm. When the wind blew cold last week I was extremely grateful for being able to wear this - wrapped around my neck in a cocoon of warmth and utter softness. I love this yarn, and this pattern. Any fears of just how bulky it is and how thick, dissolve when told by numerous people how beautiful and warm it looks.
And in the evening, in the cold, wrapped three times around my neck, it is like a little furnace.