To me, my sweetheart is a phenomenon. With two needles and an indefinite amount of wool in various colours, she whips up all sorts of little marvels at a speed that would take me just to get my fingers back in order. Most of the things she crochets are made for her children, or for the fund-raising efforts of the kindergarten where she works, as every now and then the parents’ support group organises a children’s bazaar and all the earnings go to the little ones. And soon these little monsters will disappear into the pocket of another little monster in exchange for a fiver from their parents. This isn’t the first time she’s crocheted a whole gang of different characters, but her figures - and therefore her craftsmanship - deserve to be memorialised forever on the internet.
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