I really still can't believe it but...daughter number 2 just came running into the kitchen yelling, "Mummy!! Look what I've found behind the sofa...!!!!". Naturally I expected her to produce a half-eaten-mainly-mouldy-very-smelly-deceased-rodent of some description which my gorgeous cat had deposited there some time ago. But NO!
It was :
a) Woolly (always a good start)
b) Neither alive nor fetid (very good on both counts)
c) Purple (also good)
d) A bit dusty (bad housewife)
Can you guess what it is yet?
Well, if you have already read my 'Calamity Cardigan' post in my Ta Dah column you know all about me making a rather time-consuming-labour-of-love-and-also-bloomin-expensive-cardi last year. And then losing the thing in Reading.
No No No!
Or so I thought.
Yes Yes Yes! Miracle of miracles, it has just turned up behind our sofa! I am still gobsmacked as I really did think that was it. One dilemma now though.