Lost: One Knitter. Last seen in the vicinity of an enormous star quilt and her sewing machine.
Whilst it is believed that the knitter in question may have been buried in an avalanche of quilt, our special correspondent, who has been talking to rescuers at the scene, has been unable to confirm the Knitter’s state of mind as it appears that he has been distracted by the prettiness of the quilt itself and is now curled into a fetal position clutching the border of the quilt mountain to his cheek, only murmuring “soft and cuddly”; “look! starry!”; “will it be finished soon?”; and “my preciousssssss“
As I stood at the foot of this cascade of cotton I heard a muffled “but how do they manage it? how do they do all that quilting on so much fabric?!” but when I leaned closer I heard only the softly hacking rattle of a bobbin turning in its casing as the outline of stars appeared from underneath the walking foot.
And now, back to the studio!