I have been meaning to show you this for a while but Christmas madness has got in the way of blogging time. Look what Grandad Patch brought me…
Yep, it’s a beautiful, wood-turned yarn bowl. You might remember we saw some when we were on our summer holidays and visited Woolaballoo in Hexham. Well he went home with the idea in his head and made not one, but two for me. Aren’t they beautiful?
Most of the time my yarn doesn’t roll about too much, but when you get near to the end of a ball, and it goes all loose and gets in a tangle easily, I usually wind them by hand into a tighter ball. Then it rolls around the floor madly. It drives me nuts but also attracts the (unwanted) attention of the cat if he is around. Beautiful yarn bowl – beautiful solution. Clever, that Grandad P.
Let me wish you all a very Merry Christmas now because I won’t be blogging tomorrow. I hope you have a wonderfully happy and festive time. May your turkey be moist and your sprouts un-bullet-like. See you on the other side. xxx