I learnt to crochet because I cannot whistle ..REALLY. At school the children used to play a game called the whistling pony game and I could not whistle so they barred me and I sat feeling rather dejected on the side of the playing ground
A short while later I went away with my Grandma Vera and Auntie Bubbles ( so called because she had curly hair as a girl like the Pears soap advert ) She was called that all her life
Anyway I told them about the pony game and they suggested I learnt to crochet and took me to buy some yarn, I distinctly remember the colours. I chose greys and pinks and a bit of purple.
I used to sit for hours and hours in the porch at playtimes making bigger and bigger granny squares. I was particularly fascinated about what I could do with the colours. I was about 9yrs old at the time
I don't know what happened to those squares. No-oner got round to showing me how to sew them together. I used one to mend the leg on my favourite toy "Deda " I still have Deda but I don't have the rest of the crochet.
Tonight I am crocheting into metal hoops with thread crochet but I have spent most of this holiday "finishing things "..more on that another day ..here are some pics