One of my great loves is crafting. It always has been. My son will probably say it’s very dangerous obsession. Only dangerous in the respect that he tends to go head first over bags of my crafting materials, and maybe gets stabbed by the odd knitting needle or twenty. If there’s a craft around I will have a go at it.
But – and here is my confession – there is one that I can’t manage and believe me I have tried and failed so many times. It’s socks. Yes, the humble sock. I have tried knitting them, I’ve tried to crochet them, and somehow I can’t manage them.
The frustrating thing is I don’t know why I can’t manage them. Anyway I’ve joined a Textile Group in someone’s house and she says you can do anything you like. YES – anything. You can knit, sew, quilt, make rugs, tapestry, I’ve never heard a list so long. I did make a rug many years ago with one of the rug hooks. I would like to learn to do Black Work the kind of Embroidery, but with my family I’ll be on pain of death with anything else.
Oh well – the Tunisian Crochet is calling and I’ve got some Jewellery that needs to be finished.
I’ve got a shop on Folksy which I’m starting to build up.
Maybe that will shut the family up lol