This is knitting/crochet-related, honest... Sooner or later, the Tyrannical Twinnage are going to grow up sufficiently to develop social sensibilities and notice what a colossal embarrassment their mother is. For now, they're young enough that I could, frankly, pitch up at school to collect them wearing full clown regalia* and they'd scarcely bat an eyelid. Long may these days last, because I fear that their teenage selves are going to be a bit less awestruck by the fact that Mummy (or 'Mum' Continue Reading