My eye always follows line. I was the kid on the block that could always untangle the kite string. I could find 4 leaf clovers because it’s an X in a field of Y, I could find pattern immediately.
I remember that my action man had salmon pink vest and knitted pants and my brother James’ was blue and were crocheted. You couldn’t get their trousers on over the top as they were so thick. We had crochet hammocks as well.
I got married and so I became Mrs Sample, the sample knitter. I sat knitting all day with yarn that came from abroad, that the Directors got from yarn fairs. They would bring new yarns like boucle cotton, or yarns with a coloured thread wrapped through them, or pure angora, all sorts of things were placed on my desk.
I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t correct a mistake. I blame my mother for that