Well. This morning, I decided that Today Was The Day I learned how to crochet. So, armed with the 99p magazine Glynis bought for us both which promises to teach us to be experts (after heaven knows how many issues at a great deal more than 99p each and to the tune of around £300) I had a go at it. I may well be stopping at issue 1. Or 2. Maybe 3.
And after fumbling my way through the "how to get started" bit, and trying to work out where the wool in my left hand actually goes without being too tight or too loose, I managed a little square. I learned how to chain, and do slip stitch and double crochet. They even supplied the wool and the crochet hook. I know it has mistakes and a few holes, but it was MY FIRST ATTEMPT!!
And then I scrounged around in Mother's cupboard and found a ball of wool and tried a larger version. I am now as blind as a bat, because I had the hook and wool so close to the eyes to see what I was doing that I gave myself a headache. And the world is blurry. And yes, the pink version also has mistakes, but I am getting there. I am intent on making stars and ripples and fun things as soon as possible. I did tell you that the patience needed more work, didn't I! So I am On a Mission. Keeping the tension even is hard!
So that is how the first day of 2010 has been spent. I was too busy trying to get it right to cook, so we had breakfast for supper, aka egg and bacon.
This bears no relation to the post I intended writing. Tomorrow. If I can see straight by then.