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Single White Mouse King WLTM Ballerina

Posted by on 5 Mar, 2010 in Beasts, Birds and Creatures, My Graffiti Knitting, My Knits, With Knit the City | 6 comments

Single White Mouse King WLTM Ballerina

“Right you ‘orrible lot! This ‘ere is an important day fer ‘is Royal Rodent ‘ighness (me). I’m going to find me a young lady to woo and you scummy little soldiers are gonna ‘elp. As you can see I’ve dressed meself in me finest royal outfit. This ‘ere is me Royal Crown ‘anded down to me be me father, King Longpointyfurryface the Seventh. This ‘ere is me Royal Trident wot ‘e once used to poke out the evil eye of the fearsome...

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Attack of the Tubeline Trolls

Posted by on 3 Nov, 2009 in Beasts, Birds and Creatures, My Graffiti Knitting, My Knits, With Knit the City | 10 comments

Attack of the Tubeline Trolls

It has been a long time since I fell asleep on the London Underground and fought the dreaded Tube Sanitiser for my life, only managing to escape due to the tiny fluffballs of fearlessness that are the London tube mice. When I do return to the underground I keep my eyes open and my double-pointed needles nearby. I am well aware how wrong things could have gone down there had I lost my battle. Far below London where you can wander through the endless tunnels for eternity seeking an exit sign you...

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Flying Fruits of Justice for the Bells of Old Bailey

Posted by on 1 Sep, 2009 in Beasts, Birds and Creatures, My Graffiti Knitting, My Knits, With Knit the City | 6 comments

Flying Fruits of Justice for the Bells of Old Bailey

One very old church + a London nursery rhyme about bells, fruit and debt collecting + some yarn + a handful of beady eyes + a hoard of crafty treasure bits + my brains = The Flying Fruits of Justice. Knit the City took on the Oranges and Lemons Odyssey with a six-pronged attack. Six London Churches from an old nursery rhyme. Six graffiti knitters. One full day of yarnstorming fun. For the Deadly Knitshade prong of it I was handed the holy stones of St Sepulchre-without-Newgate for the line:...

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The Ghostmouse’s Story: a tiny tale of sinister skelemouse shivers

Posted by on 20 Aug, 2009 in Beasts, Birds and Creatures, My Graffiti Knitting, My Knits, With Knit the City | 8 comments

The Ghostmouse’s Story: a tiny tale of sinister skelemouse shivers

It is fair to say that small and fluffy parts of my soul went into the Web of Woe. Standing before it’s beast-trapped span of stitching and spiderness a mix of pride, horror and panic at leaving it behind washed over me. We all suffer moments of graffiti knitting mourning, when the lamp post you adorned is bare once more, when the railing you wrapped is dull and knitless. It is in these moments that you wonder why. You wonder why and you wonder where. Is Mothra living under a bridge...

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A Mouse’s Tale or My Part in the Web of Woe

Posted by on 3 Aug, 2009 in Beasts, Birds and Creatures, My Graffiti Knitting, My Knits, With Knit the City | 4 comments

A Mouse’s Tale or My Part in the Web of Woe

Lately Deadly Knitshade has been dreaming of spiders. Huge hairy ones with fangs and an evil glint in their many eyes. Spiders and I have come to an agreement. If I don’t harm them, then they won’t crawl into my ears at night and lay eggs so their babies can eat my brains. Fair enough. So when the rest of the Knit the City Yarn Corps and I sat down to bring to life (and all kinds of death) our Web of Woe, I knew very well that sacrifices had to be made to the hungry stitched...

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