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Wednesday, January 16, 2008

I am in love with wool and knitting needles. The needles have a bad press, what with their connotations of back street abortionists and the ladies of the French Revolution. It always struck me as an odd combination, knitting and guillotines. I mean it's not as though it takes a long time to chop off somebody's head. You wouldn't even get to the end of a row - talking of which, maybe I'll move to Texas so I can knit stuff for people on death row.
I can't knit really but I don't let this stand in my way. If you find lovely yarn you can make anything look nice. This scarf is keeping the poor cold goddess warm and decent. I am so proud of it it's truly pathetic.
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