I like craft. There's something very satisfying about making something.
Unfortunately, I'm not very good at it. I'm not very patient, and like every other aspect of my life, I'm not very neat.
So when I finally actually
get my mum to help try really hard and finish something, I'm pretty darn proud. Like my patchwork quilt made from Japanese Kimono:
So the other night I was sitting around with my Ladies, and we were crocheting, and drinking wine, and watching Doctor Who. (and I wonder why I don't have a boyfriend...) I wasn't really crocheting anything in particular, just trying out some new stitches in rows. Then I started to do rounds, just for something different. And before I knew it, I'd made this: