
Popular representations of Wales, and the Welsh — from the late eighteenth through to the late nineteenth century — often feature two sterotypical figures: a blind harper, and a peripatetic stocking knitter.

We see both figures in this print after Paul Sandby, which introduced his series of picturesque Welsh views. Blind harpers (of whom several celebrated eighteenth-century examples actually existed) are, in terms of the representation of disability, Welsh musicianship and national identity, highly significant in themselves, but this is sock of the week, and today our interest lies with the knitters, and their footwear.
What do we notice about the figure who, in the foreground of the image, introduces Sandby’s picturesque idea of Wales? First, she’s a talented multi-tasker doing at least three things at once: caring for a child, walking to market, and knitting a stocking.

We also notice her attire and accoutrements: the wrapper slung about her body in which her child is carried, the tie-on pocket worn on the outside of her skirts (a common practice for labouring women in this era) and the man’s felt hat, which is echoed in miniature on the head of her child (the routine wearing of practical and durable felt hats by Welsh women completely fascinated English visitors to Wales).
Following the direction of her gaze, we also see the stocking on long, double pointed needles in whose knitting she’s busily engaged, and looking down toward the ground, our eyes are finally caught by her unshod feet.

The barefoot knitter is making stockings for others, yet she wears none herself.
Many contemporary accounts of Welsh women mention that they went barefoot, knitting stockings they did not wear. “They are chiefly without shoes or stockings,” Elizabeth Spence pointed out in her Summer Excursion of 1809, while another tour guide from 1823 noted how Welsh women’s bare feet and men’s hats added to the “novel appearance” of these picturesque figures in the landscape who are “everlastingly employed in knitting, even as they walk.”
By other artists, in other images, Welsh stocking knitters are shown wearing a different kind of leg and foot covering…

“They [do not] use shoes in north Wales, save under peculiar circumstances,” noted one typical travel account from 1836, “but they cover their legs – not with stockings – but with something that more resembles a gaiter than anything else. It is a stocking, all except the foot: there is a long point that descends down the instep; and to keep this in its place, and prevent it from slipping up, it is hooked by a loop over the second toe, or that next the great one….”

“…these hermaphrodite stocking-gaiters are made of black or grey worsted – mostly black” the account concluded. Much like the practical wearing of men’s hats and men’s jackets, then, for this observer, the wearing of footless stockings by Welsh stocking knitters somehow made them seem less feminine.

In R Griffith’s depiction of Welsh Fashions, many picturesque sterotypes of Welsh women, and many elements that later became central to “traditional” Welsh costume are consolidated: white goffered caps worn beneath men’s hats (of various types and sizes); heavy blue hooded capes; skirts of striped red woollen flannel; kerchiefs and simple shawls. Managing children, livestock, baskets, carrying milk churns on their heads, and wearing garments borrowed from men, the working women of rural Wales were routinely represented as active and physically capable (in a way that would have seemed antithetical to typical nineteenth century ideals of femininity). The woman on the right further demonstrates her hardiness by her wearing of footless stockings. . .

. . . and Griffith’s image also includes the, by then, ubiquitous knitter, one stocking in progress, others – ready for sale – slung over her left arm. . . .

It’s interesting to note that the toes and tops of these stockings are knitted from white wool, with greyish-blue legs and feet, as this particular combination of undyed “welts and toes” with “blue-grey worsted” is mentioned in many nineteenth-century descriptions of Welsh hand-knitted stockings. For example, a Board of Agriculture report of the Domestic Economy of North Wales noted that the indigo dye (used to create Welsh stockings’ blue-grey colour) added about a shilling to the cost of a dozen pairs, and bard Thomas Jacob Thomas (Sarnicol) celebrated the route of the stocking knitters, through Cardiganshire / Ceredigion thus:
Gwisgwyr sane’r greadigaeth,
A ddaw yna ‘nghyd,
Sane glas a gwyn y Cardi,
Geir ar goesau’r byd.
Stocking wearers of all creation / Here are found / The blue and white stockings of the Cardi / On the world’s legs are found

We have come a long way from the barefoot stocking knitter with whom we began, but I want to return to her and ask just what it was about her–and all the other Welsh stocking knitters we’ve met today–that, during the rise of picturesque tours of Britain, so fascinated travellers to Wales. Certainly part of that fascination concerned the knitters’ indigence, and their endurance. As we heard at our symposium at the beginning of the Bluestocking club, just as well-kept stockings were essential to eighteenth and nineteenth-century ideas of respectability and politeness, so bare legs and feet would be read as signs of extreme poverty. Walking and working, in an era when women were increasingly excluded from the division of labour, the productive activity of hard-working Welsh knitters made them appear, to well-to-do elite observers, just as masculine as their hats.

At the beginning of the nineteenth century, Welsh stocking knitters were represented as picturesque curiosities, but, as the handknitting industry steadily declined over the following decades they became nostalgic figures too: relics, in their stovepipe hats and woollen flannels, of a bygone, simpler time.

I have written before about how nineteenth-century depictions of Welsh costume should be understood within the context of the emergence of those conservative nationalisms which sought to preserve in romantic aspic a particular idea of Welsh identity and Wales. The picturesque representation of Welsh women — “everlasting knitters” of the stockings they did not wear — seems a particularly stark example of how the realities of poor women’s labour might be neatly contained and packaged for the sentimental consumption of the nineteenth-century well-to-do.
For more about Welsh stocking knitters, see S.M. Tibbot, Knitting Stockings in Wales,” Folk Life 16 (1978) 61-73.
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What a wonderful article!
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That was a great article. My great grandfather was Welsh and the tid -bits that my grandmother told me about him and her Welsh grandmother have always fasicnated me, maybe because they are so vague and not numerous. She said her grandmother was great at chopping wood even into her 80’s and that she always had a tie on pocket in which she kept her knitting. My great grandfather was University educated but it would appear that his parents came from ‘humble’ stock. I started knitting at 6 years of age and no-one else in the family knitted. They all seemed to think I was a throw back to this great-great Welsh grandmother.
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Really thought-provoking. Thank you.
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A thought about the Welsh women’s footless socks, based on experience.
I’ve been gardening a lot in recent months, sockless through that HOT spell earlier in July. Some rotten insect bit my lower legs and the tops of my feet. The bites were ITCHY, and even with the application of essential oil of lavender (which invariably works on insect bites for me), are still slightly itchy two weeks later.
Since the weather got cooler I’ve been wearing knee-length socks (bamboo if you’re interested, from Thought Clothing). I’ve still been applying the essential oil of lavender for remaining itching, which hasn’t been so bad (possibly because socks), but I haven’t been bitten again.
Maybe the Welsh footless socks which also covered the top of the foot not only meant that the shoeless didn’t have to resort to Too Much Darning, but also kept some of the biting insects off?
Now whether mere knitting would be proof against your (in)famous Hieland Midgies . . .
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Excellent post, Kate, as ever. It’s felt increasingly sullen to remain a non-sock-knitter while reading all these wonderful descriptions throughout the series!
For anyone interested in today’s topic, I’d highly recommend the outputs and blog posts by the ‘Curious Travellers’ project: https://curioustravellers.ac.uk/en/the-map/, which focused on the perspectives and impact of early travel writing in Wales and Scotland (in light of Thomas Pennant’s tours, but also Welsh- and -Gaelic-speaking authors, as well as monoglot English speakers who, as tourists, applied a particular kind of gaze to locals they couldn’t understand, except as a stereotype). Some of these tours have been digitized and are linked on the site (‘Curious Travellers’ editions’). There’s also a virtual exhibition at the Hunterian Museum organised by several of the projects’ contributors, and some recorded lectures available to watch: https://www.gla.ac.uk/hunterian/visit/exhibitions/virtualexhibitions/oldwaysnewroads/.
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what a brilliant project! Thank you for the links
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The exoticitization of poverty, and the ossification of an exotic poverty-stricken image of culture for the sake of tourism. Yuck. I wonder how the Welsh feel today about these images?
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interesting question – and not for me to say – but certainly in Scotland (similarly prey to the exoticisation of poverty and rural labour as “picturesque”) attitudes are mixed to say the least!
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. . . I do think it is especially important to discuss such images, though – because by far too many people (contemporary tourists & visitors especially) they are read as windows of historical reality, rather than as romantic or exotic representations, that were produced with a particular audience in mind . . .
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Definitely. Communication in the context of tourism…. is … complicated. “Historiography for tourists” should be a thing.
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As always very interesting. I have been away and read a couple of essays on Welsh Dress. We can theorise about what working women wore and why but it came down to practicality and ‘cost’ and what was available. And I have problems walking let alone knitting as well.
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“practicality and cost” – absolutely
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Fascinating! I wonder what it was about the footless socks that made them popular? They use less yarn than a complete sock and there is no sole to wear out so that could be one advantage, or perhaps better balance and grip on rough or slippery surfaces?
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My forebears were from Wales and now I know why I love to knit and walk barefoot! Thanks KD for sharing these historical facts with us across the oceans.
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Truly fascinating essay and made me get up and look at 2 ‘brass’ plates I have of Welsh Women, yes it says that on the plates! The women were spinning, one on a great wheel and 2 others on a Saxon type wheel and all 3 were wearing the felt hats, did have shoes on one, the other 2 had long skirt. Thank you for more herstory!!
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If the felt hats were used ubiquitously by women, why are they considered men’s hats?
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not ubiquitously by women – by working class Welsh women. Outside of Wales by this point in the nineteenth century, these are hats of a type considered masculine, and largely worn by men.
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Fascinating. Many thanks!
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Absolutely fascinating.
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This essay is utterly fascinating. I had known that my ancestors had walked from Llay in Denbighshire to Chester and then Liverpool in the early nineteenth-century, and I had known they were Welsh speakers, but I hadn’t pictured them doing it barefoot or knitting.
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Interesting, thank you. Slightly off topic, I’m going to nitpick – Players of the ‘folk’ or lever harps, such as the Clarsach( Scotland and Ireland), the minstrel harp and the Welsh triple harp are known as harpERS not harpISTS. That term is reserved for the players of the modern concert or pedal harp. As a clarsach player, this niggles as much as muddling ‘spinning’ and ‘weaving’
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AHA – thank you I will change it to harpERS – I fear I have adopted archaic eighteenth-century harp terminology here . . .
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So they wore a kind of stirrup on their feet or a little like some sandals that attach around the big Tory but with nothing on the bottom of the foot !! Another fascinating article 😊
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This meets me well this dull wet morning in the north of Scotland “raining like old women and sticks” as the idiom on North Wales (where I was conceived) would have it. This brilliant article enlivens my post-migraine turgor with an appetite to get back to the Wales of my 1950s childhood, when the 19th century attitudes of visitors still lingered, and to write down memories of my own from ‘The Land of our Fathers’ – as the national anthem has it.
Thank you Kate – and I’d love a pair of the hookyoverthe secondtoe socks! Time to get my friend Rosie to experiment on my behalf …
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