So you may have lost me, I fear.
Yesterday whilst tidying the disaster in the study I came across a crochet hook and wool in Jemimah's handwork drawer, and for some reason I felt the need to crochet a granny square.
Where did that urge come from, I ask you - certainly nowhere rational, sensible or practical.
Anyhow, yesterday instead of blogging or tidying or ironing or doing anything practical at all, I crocheted. For hours. On one little square. Which was NOT GOING TO BEAT ME!!!!!
And here it is. My very first granny square!
Now I'm obsessed. Totally. Actually, I suppose that technically that should read HOOKED!
I'm busily trying to work out how I can get some wool to take camping with us on Thursday. Only I don't think I can. And I don't want to do too many purple acrylic squares, really, do I?
It's all Pip Lincolne's fault. I used her book. That's it in the pics, and also her Granny Square School tutes on YouTube. You'll find the introductory Lesson 1 here. By the time you get to Lesson 10 you'll be joining squares like a pro. Which I'm not, because I'm only up to Lesson 8. But you will be, soon, if you join me. Best of all, the instructions actually work! Even for a left hander like me. My square may be wonky, but I don't think it is too bad for a first attempt.
So anyway, I gotta go. Something is calling, calling, calling.
If you never see me here again, blame Pip. Perhaps I can also use her as the reason for why the study is still a bomb site. Do you think hubby will accept that as a valid excuse?