And it is today. (Well, it is sort of today. Apparently it is any day between the 12th and 20th June. I don't understand it either. If Christmas manages to happen on a single day - I think WWKIP should be able to too.)
Here in London there are a few events organised - IKnit has arranged a treasure hunt of some sort, and Stitch London has a knitting pub crawl. So anyone braving the centre of London - beware the knitting revolution!
(Who am I kidding? The knitters won't get a look in -- today is also Naked Bike Ride day!! Thousands of naked cyclists will be zooming through the streets of London.
I can confirm it is an astonishing sight.
A couple of years ago I was shopping with gorgeous goddaughter Gen and her mom and when we left H&M on Oxford St were stopped in our tracks as thousands of naked cyclists pedalled past. Our only concern for young Gen (she was 13 at the time) was that it was an awfully young age to discover that the average naked male does not look like Daniel Craig emerging from the sea a James Bond film.)
Back to WWKIP day though - it reminded me of a passage in A Tale of Two Cities (regular readers will know my love of Dickens and fascination with Madame Defarge in particular) which I expect is one of the earliest (if not the earliest) examples of Knitting in Public in fiction.