We went to an open air museum today ("árbæjarsafn") and there was one of the staff members knitting it reminded me of greatgrandmothers brother who was always knitting, and other men in my family that were knitters. The staff is supposed to represent they way of life in the past in Reykjavik.
I also loved all the knitted traditional Icelandic triangle shawls that the staff wore
My dad and my 3 year old, however seemed to love the "kassabílar" the most.