First, thank you all for your kind words about my risky felting, but to misquote a phrase, reports of the death of my washing machine are greatly exaggerated. After some enthusiastic but inexpert effort, I managed to unblock the beastly machine, and whilst it's still spitting out occasional gobs of pink felted fluff, it is at least functioning sufficiently to deal with the laundry generated by two potty-training toddlers. (We're talking a lot of laundry, here. Like, really, a lot.) Here's the Continue Reading
The Near-Disaster Of Felting The Knitted Bag
This blog post is jinxed, jinxed, I tell you. In the course of its making, I've broken the washing machine, over-shrunk a knitting project, mislaid an important piece of technology without which I couldn't finish illustrating the post, and almost flooded part of the house. I drafted the first, pre-disaster, part of the post earlier. It went like this:- Well, the Toddler Twinnage are abed, the Stoic Spouse is quietly playing 'Live Forever' on his guitar in the dark in another room, and I am Continue Reading