Monday, 23 August 2010

Sweets for my sweet, woollens for my honey.

I like making a briefly held thought shared once nine months ago a stonking great reality on the sly.

Hence I secretly spent months knitting the rest of a rainbow of hats for a best boy who'd already been given a green one, with name labels (because he's forgetful) and given in a totally handsome 7'' case (because he's needed one a while).