In an effort to show knitted things (not tea cosies) one has had to root around in one's cupboards and drawers and large carved Chinese camphor wood boxes left to one by one's mother.
One found these! Just in the nick of time as one is off to a VERY cold place in about three weeks.
It is the same brown wool, brought home from Coffs Harbour in the shape of a fleece.
One washed, carded, spun and knitted it into one's own matching scarf and beanie.
One feels very satisfied with oneself for this amazing feat of perseverance.
(The Bloke fancies himself as a photographer and made one tilt one's head and look to the left. One just wishes he would learn photoshop and rub out the winkles. Yep. W-I-N-K-L-E-S. Not wrinkles! Somehow they're more likable spelled that way. )
One also feels very satisfied with oneself for choosing this beautiful piece from Secret Santa at last year's Orphan's Christmas.
It has waited a long time for a posting but here you are
You are a bloody genius!