That’s a morayIt's Tuesday night, it has been a crap day with crap weather, brain has ceased to function and filled itself with wine. So of course I am going to cast on a linen sweater t-shirt whose pattern exists solely in my head. What could possibly go wrong?
It's Tuesday night, it has been a crap day with crap weather, brain has ceased to function and filled itself with wine. So of course I am going to cast on a linen sweater t-shirt whose pattern exists solely in my head. What could possibly go wrong?