30 September 2010
Sentimental Clap Trap
Thank you for being the most lovely loyal and bestest friend in the whole world to my son. We are the luckiest mother and son to have you in our lives.
Dearest Zauberball, Schoppel Wolle
Thank you for being so pretty and so silky soft as to want to knit you up for Ali, every stitch with the love of knitting something beautiful for someone beautiful.
Thank you for your beautiful gift of this Royal Dalton coffee set, (that once belonged to your own mother, long gone to the great cafe in the sky) that has too long been hiding in boxes in your garage but now revealed to you through spring cleaning and packing up for the big move from across the road, down the road 10 kilometers, which made you think of me and made you wonder if I would like to own such a beautiful thing.
Please forgive me. All that pink and lace and pretty china has had a violent effect on me. Sentimentality has won the day.
Normally Rough Around the Edges
Your Queen of the Tea Cosies
P.S. do you think I have enough wool left to complete the toe of these very manly socks, cause that is all that is left, right there in that tiny little ball.
P.P.S I'm not quite game to find out for myself. They have been sitting around like that for a couple of weeks now.