First panel of the women’s labours is done quicker than I anticipated.
Having spent some time with old ma crazyeyes here, I’m beginning to suspect that young master rollo in that crib is not swaddled but mummified – she doesn’t look like one to readily accept high infant mortality rates.
I used some of my hand spun Herdwick leftover from the male labours for the wool, and remembered again why Herdwick is a rubbish embroidery wool.
kitty was a last minute addition because she just needed a kitty. Johns cat, mr weasley, volunteered for duty. I’ve since decided the the ladies will have cats, which poses a slight problem because I’ve only lived with ten cats in my life, so I might end up borrowing the neighbours cats, or maybe I’ll do ” readers cats”, who knows.
It will be like where’s Wally but with cats and dead easy because the pictures are really small.