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...
Read MoreA 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...
Read MoreKnitblast the Ninth: Pink Furry Knitting learns about trust and pigeons
The Stitch and Bitch London Knit Crawl for Worldwide Knit in Public Day. Four iconic London sights. Four chances to knitblast four iconic London sights. Stop Three. The London Eye and the Millenium Bridge. Pink Furry Knitting: So we’re going sightseeing, eh? Yay! How exciting! In Central London, you say? Deadly Knitshade: Yup. Central London. I’ll take you to see the London Eye if you like. Pink Furry Knitting: Really? The London Eye? Wow! Deadly Knitshade: And Big Ben and the...
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