and so, with crochet as my foe, even though my arms were weary, i tried to reach the unreachable. and you know what? its a piece of piss! I CAN CROCHET. here’s the proof. ok so this is a little weak, but it’s my very first attempt at ‘teach yourself to crochet at home by just making it up as you go along’.
Jo, from the stirchley branch of the crafty muthahood, has been ‘struggling’, shall we say, to master the intricacies of crochet (though who needs crochet when you can make your own irish cream liqueur!) and has resorted to a children’s book for guidance. i was trying to grapple with her dainty workmanship at a recent crafty night (it was something as basic as pulling a hook through a loop i think) when it suddenly clicked. a light went on. the mist fell from my eyes. blah blah blah, as my youngest would say. i went home determined to try and beat this crochet thing. my second attempt was even prettier.
then i made myself a cuff/bracelet because frankly its freezing and warm things around my pulse points are very appealing. i even managed this tiered effect by holding the work the wrong way round i think!
and then i decided to really go for it and make a dinosaur for young sonny’s t-shirt. and this is what i love about crochet. you can just make it up. freestyle wherever you want to go. its just looping wool! that’s all! this isn’t the actual dinosaur i’m going to put on the t-shirt, i think i have a better one in me. i’m not even sure how to attach it, but you know what? who cares? i can make chains. i can double crochet. half treble, treble treble, heck i can even quindoodle (i made that up) but armed with wool, one little hook and no recognisable technique at all i can make stuff that pleases me. and that is why my friends, in a weird andy williams and yazz mash up style, having reached the unreachable star, for me, the only way is up.