Anyway I was mulling over how to handle the ribbing in the scarf. It is likely to all unravel the moment it is cut, so I was thinking up how to handle it.
Anyway I got told off by Big G about saying He used profanities. He says my Husband is correct and that He doesn’t use any profanities. That I am quite right, He does Swear by Himself,, and that He definitely doesn’t let anyone hear the language He uses. My Husband doesn’t use any profanities either, and that I shouldn’t be using any. I can’t guarantee that the odd one will not slip out under duress.
My Husband has just returned to find me back on IPad. He thought I had been on this all morning. I said I have prepared the fish. Have baked beans cooking, walked the dog. And left some mess in the kitchen to clear up. (Just to prove I was doing something).
Anyway, I was wondering how far to cover the arms of His jumper. I am favouring the idea of some oblong patches, as this might mean less of the ribbing will come undone. Sort of rounded on the corners, as I will have to bind it. I will make the patches then sew them on by hand. Big G says I have gone quite far enough with the ribbing idea.
Its a serious job, and I must pay attention to it... after all it’s a very Holy jumper. By that I mean it’s got a lot of holes in it. It is beginning to look pretty moth eaten. It needs TLC, showing some respect, and given a new lease of life.
I asked God if the jumper needed the kids of life, He said no, there is still a lot of life in it. It’s my Husband’s every day jumper. Why do Men get so very attached to their favourite jumper? It used to be old tweed jackets. Or courderoy ones, does anyone remember those?