Yesterday Doreen gave me a pair of leg warmers that she’d made ages ago. I have no need for them, having the kind of legs that are so naturally well-covered they keep themselves warm. But I liked them, and like things to be useful, and I remembered Alex’s friend Dani who came round the other day and was wearing these:
They look like caterpillars. Dani’s mom had bought them for her and she didn’t know where, but I knew something would come of this idea. So, I unpicked a small section of the leg warmer seam, blanket-stitched around it and VOILA – wrist warmers!
And yes, I am still in my cruddy old dressing gown and yes, I am deliberately covering my left eye (it was red and puffy when I woke up today, it’s such a glamorous look, you can imagine).
I might still work a row of dc (UK dc, that is) around the top and bottom edges, but I might not. I think I like them just like this.
Doreen gave me something else, too. I don’t know why, I haven’t done anything particularly special to deserve it, but she’s very generous. She actually said, “Listen, if you don’t take this stuff, when I’m dead my daughter won’t know what to do with it and she’ll chuck it all out, so just take it now.”
Her daughter, who I’m sure is a very nice person and wouldn’t just throw anything away thoughtlessly, has, however, lost out on this INCREDIBLY BEAUTIFUL granny square blanket. Sorry for you, Linda. It’s now on the back of my couch and it has transformed the whole room. And, of course, it makes me think of Doreen who, at 82, is one of the most inspiring and kindest and funniest and sharpest people I have ever been lucky enough to have in my life.
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