Oh .. the horror. One of my spectacular knitting projects from the 80s. Look mum, my own pattern! Was learning French in preparation for my escape to Paris to be a writer. Yuh. That's my french teacher modeling my woolly creation on the top of her Kings Cross flat.
Think I wore this out once. Unable to bear the stares and sniggers I reluctantly handed this masterpiece on to my more outgoing sister. One misadventure with her washing machine's hot water cycle and sadly those freaky white faces turned to pink and my multi-headed jumper shrunk to infant size.If I was a Lady of Leisure I think I would enjoy blogging about craft follies. Maybe such blogs already exist. Do let me know if you come across any. Or, even better, if you have any your own craft horrors to share.
