Saturday, 18 November 2017

"The bowler approached the wicket at a lope, a trot, and then a run. He suddenly exploded in a flurry of arms and legs…”

“…out of which flew a ball.” 

Only a short post this week, just to mention a couple of finished objects from a little while ago.



The niblings are a little obsessed with playing with balls. I cannot think of a non-dirty way to write that.They like balloons, footballs, those plastic beachy ones, they just love spheres.

So I found these two simple patterns and thought they might make good presents. Unfortunately the woven ball isn’t fastened together so I don’t think it would survive a baby’s curious fingers for long, and the stripy ball is about a third of the size I was expecting it to be.

CB speaks highly of a knitted football he and his brother had when they were younger, as it was a way to play football inside the house. I figured since I don’t live with any small ones, I wouldn’t have to deal with any broken objects so an inside football would be a great idea!

It’s a shame they aren’t really what I wanted. They could still be gifts, just not as good as I wanted. At least I got to use up some of the cheap yucky wool I have balls and balls of going spare. I bought it years ago and it’s not really suitable for many projects as it feels so plasticy and thin.  But the superscrimper in me won’t let me throw it away – it’s still useable wool after all! So back it goes into the stash….


*Quote from Douglas Adams

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