Scrap Bag
Adaptation of Crossover Vest from Essential Baby by Debbie Bliss in Cashmerino
Every so often, I try to use up leftovers and often the consequence isn’t just not half bad but - even if I say so myself - quite cute…!
While I was picking through my oddments to use them for this so far unknown baby, on the radio an informed voice was cranking on about, oh, something. And yet again I wondered what drives people to unleash their frequently dubious scraps of wisdom on the unwitting or those in no position to resist. Very strange.
In the gym where I go, week in, week out and for years I've been transfixed by the willingness of a seemingly perfectly fit and capable adult woman to be meekly instructed in the use of gym equipment by her husband/lover/brother/general-who-knows. Although she doesn't get to do very much with this information, as he also requires her to follow him about carrying a hardback ledger and (again overseen)(by him) pencil in records of weights he lifts – She does this very seriously and like anyone other than him was ever really going to care.....but I've lived long enough amongst wives to know that, no matter what she may give him to believe, she doesn't care either (really) (trust me). He is no adornment to the cause of fitness, but from his sidelong glances you can tell that he expects other regular females about the gym to take note of his achievements too... Now, that’s just funny, and I admit that their ritual has livened up many a miserable workout for me, and if (hopefully) it makes them both happy, whose business is it anyway? But often it seems that the madder the message, the greater the urge to pass it on - there's a certain logic there, it's true... But I do hope that the ultimate recipient of this garment (or whoever takes care of her) feels entirely free get rid of it.... throw it or give it away... if it turns out that she objects to bows, discovers she’s allergic or just plain hates knitted cuteness, and that she continues in a free-thinking vein throughout her whole life!