Pink mohair: can I be having with it?
The answer is no. No. Absolutely not. This is some Jaeger Mohair I got from The Limey's mother when we visited in March. It's just barely more than half mohair, the balance made up of nylon and polyester. It feels like polyester. And the mohair isn't your finest, softest kid mohair, either. It feels like they must have spun up whatever was left after someone else got the nice stuff. Look how long the fibres are!
Those fibres like to wrap themselves around everything, most notably, each other. I had problems knitting with it from the get-go. Seriously. It was difficult to make a slip knot to start my cast on! The knitting was just as fun. I shudder to think what it would be like to tink or rip back with this yarn. Urrgghh. To be fair, this was yarn from The Limey's mum's stash, and she hasn't knit in decades, so it probably dates from the late '70s-early '80s. (Hey, can I call it vintage if I sell it on eBay?)
I don't know what I'm going to do with it, now. This yarn has no redeeming qualities. That I have lots of it, and could have more with just a short phone call to Stoke are not virtues at this point.
(Just as I was singing the praises of Jaeger, too!)