That was different

Crochet hook out for Christmas.  Hope I don't evolve into a scary old baggage who settles on your doorstep for the season, with even stranger gifts.  They're tongue-in-cheek, honest.

.
A mere 202 posts down, and I forgot how to log in.  The perils of autopilot.

.

Nursey tells me I'm down to a quarter of the original stuffing.  Excellent.

.

Work just phoned and asked how mobile I was, mobile enough to go to the pub?  Not that mobile, thanks.  Back to my tri-coloured crochet.