I was given a crochet hook when I was 7 and a free rein on the contents of a wool chest at my grandmas-nothing particularly unusual, you may think,about that. I was expected to use a bobbin and create a dolls scarf tubular style... However as a determined child I decided it was to be a big project for myself and with daily application I created a poncho for myself in fabulous fuchsia and lime nylon wool with fringes. I thought it was so cool I took it to Spain and wore it all summer in 90deg heat. I only discovered this when my mother handed some old cine films to me lately in which the offending article is seen all over Madrid and Barcelona.
So with this in mind, I got to thinking should I try again. it took me about 5 seconds to think not.
Perhaps I shall suggest to TMH that wearing a dodgy sweater with a cable collar and matching hat, that he has created for himself may be good. (Not that TMH means Time on Your Hands or anything.)
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