I don’t know if any of you have ever suffered
from insomnia, I have for many years and from my experience it’s no picnic. I
have a whole routine worked out to deal with it now but some years ago I spent
many a dark night prowling my house trying to kill time waiting for the sun to
rise. One such sleep deprived evening I was particularly antsy and so I decided
to take up my knitting to try to work out some of my frustrations.
My dad had been over during the week for lunch
and the tea in our pot had cooled while we had been eating our soup. I didn’t
have a tea cosy at the time so I decided I’d make one for myself.
I had been given some of that hairy wool by
someone so I decided I’d use it in my cosy. I measured up my tea pot and came
up with a pattern. I knit away feverishly for a couple of hours until the body
of the cosy was finished.
I then sewed up the edges and slipped it over
my tea pot. Maybe it was that I hadn’t slept for three nights in a row but lo
and behold there stood a little creature before me.
To me it looked like a soft rotund bearded
critter with pointy ears. So following that logic, I decided my new cosy should
have some eyes. I dug out some eyes from my sewing box and glued them on. So if
this little guy had a beard, ears and eyes, I decided what he really needed was
a tail. I then knit a long tail and sewed it on to the back. I remember I was
delighted with him and I kept turning him around and admiring his furry form.
I wasn’t finished there though. I thought the
thing that he really needed; besides a tail, was a hat. I made him up a little
felt hat with a button and a feather.
I perched him on the bedside locker and waited
for Gary
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