Cardi story reminds me of when I was knitting a surprise tank top for my then husband, I knitted it under a blanket as it was a Christmas present. I knitted and knitted and knitted but couldn't ask to measure it against him as it was a - surprise!!!! - I wrapped it up and proudly presented it on Christmas morning, he promised to wear it to the pre Christmas drink down the local.
It was the most awful golden yellow colour and it came down to his knees. He never complained and wore it to the pub. I stayed at home a cooked the turkey! He did get a few strange looks and comments down the pub but didn't seem to mind.
Cometh the hour, cometh the Binface…



anyway.