I often find it difficult to sleep at night.
So I crochet.
It has been years since I last crocheted but the gentle repetitive hooking away has been soothing and satisfied the desire to make things without cleaning up afterwards.
It has been good in waiting rooms, hospital rooms, our room, the car, at the pool...pretty much anywhere.
Low energy, low cost, portable- what more could you ask of a sedative. Perhaps for it to be less addictive?
This one started about a week ago.
There are a few components which are just about ready to assemble.
Can you guess what it is?
The bedspread distracted me from the crochet.
Did you notice it too? It was squirrelled away in the linen cupboard and was the first thing I grabbed to throw on the floor for Shorty this morning.
It was given to me years ago by a friend who was fairly sure she wasn't keeping it for children any more. It had been her older brother's and he would have to be sixty by now.
It used to be on Fishy's bed when he was a little fellow.
Lala had other girly bed toppers that she preferred. So it went away to hibernate for a few years. Now it might be just the thing for Shorty if we ever get her new bed organised.
It has a few spots of mould on it.
Does anybody have a failsafe method of removing mould from fabric without damaging the colours or old cotton fabric?
