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Category: Crochet Tales

Another yarn

To say crochet has changed my life sounds superficial and trite. Indeed, I read that statement “crochet has changed my life” and think “oh, puke”. However the world of yarn and all the little yarn-y satellites surrounding it (Felters! Spinners! Alpaca Farmers! ) have begun begun…

Yes, it has been a long time

Time slips away so quickly these days. I don’t know about you, but I was not sorry to see the back side of 2016. So many people lost to us forever. So many ass-hats now in charge. I still have not come to terms with the biggest…

Yarning away

This shawl has been around the world. I started making it on the 19th of October, on my way to the states. It’s heard a few stories, this shawl has. It’s helped sooth some nerves after a night of crying babies. Opened up conversations with people…

People tell me stuff

I am seriously addicted to buying stuff from my Facebook pages – yesterday I headed off to pick up a crocheted lap rug (small blanket) from one of my regular suppliers. This meant I had to catch the ferry across the harbour, which is fine as it was a glorious…

Crazy Crochet Lady

The world has gone crazy. I don’t want to turn on the news anymore. So I crochet. I have become the crazy crochet lady on the train. My morning and evening commute is spent furiously crocheting away, trying to forget the horror that people continue to inflict on…

Heather’s story

I was going to name and number the posts that come about because of crochet – along the lines of ‘Crochet tale # 105), however I have realised that is going to be too much work. I also just realised that when I typed # 105, I am quite possibly one…