Another late night, ten minute exercise. I'm enjoying this. Needle and thread get put down when my eyes are tired and I spend ten minutes playing like this instead. It's win, win. The colours aren't meant to match the cloth. They are there to give an impression of the cloth, to look as if the two might live together happily at some point, perhaps as if they each evolved from the same starting point.
I want to apologise for yesterday. For saying I was chittered. It was rightly pointed out to me that compared to some parts of the world we are positively tropical. In my defence....I'm a wuss, can't deny it, hold my hands up. As my nanna would say...''tell the truth and shame the devil''.