We had such a nail biting game last night between the Detroit Lions and the San Francisco 49ers.
Detroit were 17 ahead after the first half but the 49ers came back to win by just a few points.
We were roaring for the Lions as they’re on our doorstep and as well have never made it to the superbowl.
All the excitement meant Ma got her sweater finished.
It’s far from perfect!
The collar lies too low so needs a few extra rows and the arms would suit an orangutan so she’s debating whether to rip some off. That might be frustrating unpicking things so she may just roll them up.
Anyway I inspected things and still gave her a star for meeting her goal. You’ve got to encourage her. She’s a feeble minded soul.
In addition to about six other layers Ma was wearing one of her most precious items of clothing yesterday, Lorraine’s hand knit socks.
They are made with very fine two ply wool.
Ironically as she’d just taken off her boots and put her feet up and we were admiring the socks who should text but Lorraine.
The gals had a back and forth chitty chat for a while and reached the conclusion that they miss discos and that warm feet are the key to survival in this cold.
This fact I believe is a key to evolution. See if apes got rid of their furry feet during the process of transforming into Homo Sapiens they must have been in a warm climate where sock were not needed.