Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Well, a little bit afraid maybe?
It’s not Hallowe’en, and the yarn isn’t red. This is therefore a Midsummer Bat.
I knew i’d forget about this bat if i waited for Hallowe’en – would probably remember on Guy Fawkes’ Night and end up getting round to it for Christmas.
I so HATE weaving in ends, that you’ll notice i haven’t. This allows one to fly the bat into people’s faces as a Midsummer spooky fright (how far can i take this incongruity?) – or i’m thinking of making several and using the ends to tie them into a Christmassy chain…
OK, you have spotted them – my desperate attempts at a pretext for saying the approximate half-hour i spent on this was a sensible way to spend my time.
Perhaps it was. It was tricky, not enormously so (SweaterBabe call it ‘easy intermediate’), but fiddly enough to be good practice. Can i use that excuse?
I have made myself an arthritis aid too – i’ll try and photograph that after i’ve woven in the ends ;0) and tell you how, and why. Really, really simple.
(Be honest. Did i scare you?)