New wooly pully?
No it's a long story.
Mrs K does knitting, she's very good at it. She also comes with me when I go to see my elderly mum, it keeps her sane when others would be beating their heads out
So we arrive today and she goes to get said knitting bag out of car to realise it must have dropped out of the offside of the car when we'd stopped off in Tunbridge Wells (a shoe related drams, don't ask)
The phrase "oh dearie me" was not uttered, far far worse
. It's not just knitting, it's all sorts of treasured stuff for wimmin wot knit
So visit to mother is kept as short as we could make it and I tear back through to Tunbridge Wells to find that some kind soul has rescued said knitting (only got run over once) and handed it to a nearby shop who were just still open (this was nearly 3 hours later).
Huge smile on Mrs K
So we went had a great meal to celebrate, more big smiles
